Lyrics:
metaphor
Two steps forward then itʼs one step back
I was raised by the streets to believe there is no setbacks Survived the gutter, step father, brother
If i make it through, i'm with my crew
You know how we do, this life choose
We don't lose, we gone shoot
Ain't got no snooze, drive and boost
I'm
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
you be
When I call, you'll be there
I don't know where to go without by my side
I'll be there, I'll be there
[Verse 3: James Major]
Who can see me
slang I use
breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews. (2X)
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check
my crew
We need forgiveness, we know not what we do
Chorus:
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
For puffin' blunts, and pullin'
done pissed off my crew
What y'all gone do
Look nigga you better put a zip on yo trap
Or you will get trapped
When I creep through tha black in
the shit's never end
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer
And them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion
The yacht
The two
Your crew got plex
With whatever Alvin Kamara
Run it through contact
Tune with the wave
You are live with the wave
Look, I said I clap twice my trunk
a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw
high but I handle business
The s.k came with a shoulder strap
And a handle with it
Fuck around and get yo family missing
Shoot and pick em off one by one
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
Word bond..We both got visions to be in charge, On God..We both make decisions to live large..Summer Breeze makin up for them winters was so hard..By far
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
your crew that's why your stage show's wack!
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop
up
Get inflicted by my verbal conviction
A Bad Boy but far from a Detroit Piston
You're not focused enough, you're not listenin'
You need to slow
and rollin mad trees
Paranoid on point and now I see who's who
This thing was fake ones outta the immediate crew
Life I take one if you jeopardise my do
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
heaters on you
Spittin' back live rounders, with five pounders
If we meetin' on two, I put a beatin' on you
Your sound's tired buddy, that's why I'm
side, and feel infinite
Nothing change but the skill and my chill living
Two chains got a mill because his shit's different
When my brain's got the gills
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
make me lose it
Got no patience for this mother fucking bullshit
I’m doing magic learning new tricks making moves I’m always rocking with my crew bitch
all night 'cause my dog don't sleep ('cause my dog don't sleep, yeah)
Used to live a nightmare, I ain't had no dream, yeah (I ain't had no dream)
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