Lyrics:
Begin life anew
I'll smile and say I do
I just wanna let go with you
I wanna let go with you
Cross the lines I drew
Whatever was before
It's time
I wanna let go with you
Cross the lines I drew
Tired of being mad
Give up the hurt and sad
I wanna let go with you
Begin life anew
I'll smile
a world that's gone insane
With the problems that I know we can stop
From the ruler of the world and the man on top
But the years went by, and time was
check
Eighteen G's, for the green
Obscene and it's for the time being
I'm pickin' nine, hell I'm out to get mine
And pick two homies, three combine
Next
Put it down and shift the gift
Life goes on just like a show goes on
The player haters roll on
But man we oh so strong
Wish I could bring you back
R.I.P Big
We some niggaz that's gonna make you proud of this game
Smell me? (Jones, Capo)
Cash Money (Santana)
Dipset (Lil Weezy)
Let's Ride
homicide's my lullaby
Hang with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me
at night
The moon will illuminate my room and soon I'm consumed by my doom
Once upon a time nobody gave a fuck
It's all said and done and my cock's been
a revolver, a .9
A MAC-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
And that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time
'Cause (I'm) Shady, they call
Mad atmosphere, ridin' first class on British Air
Lobster and steak while y'all back in time doin' remakes
I'm futuristic, nine-nine to the year
on and stand by me
Come on and stand by, cause there is no time, no time to sit
I'll bet you'll be quick about it, and I know you will,
Once you learn that
Motivated by Mob-type tactics, I'll blow your block up
???? sip to Cosby, out the game every time
Me and the Mob Figgas'll do the dirt and choke the 9
in check
Eighteen G's, for the green
Obscene and it's for the time being
I'm pickin' nine, hell I'm out to get mine
And pick two homies, three
gets to the point so rip some more fly shit
Redman ready to rock ruff rhymes
Renegade rapper, rip when it's rhyme time
Punk, push a pen and pencil
The town's so quiet
The town's so quiet
When you drive by it
When you drive by it
The shops all close
The shops all close at 9
Wind rips through the air
Wind
six-four times, fellas and shit
Make mils off the stories that we tellin' and shit
'Til I said to myself "My life is betta than this"
I want
Yams
Rest in peace Yams, RIP A$AP Yamborghini (gotta find my way back home)
We gon' take it up town one time (I've been away too long)
We gon' take
a ten of nine
I tell you sugar by midnight I'll be flyin'
Flyin' high
Woo, we'll hit the town, we'll have a hell of a time
I'll tell you, honey, by
and blue and worn clear through
And I say by that time I'm gonna be in my prime
I'm gonna strut like a cock until I'm ninety-nine
I'm gonna walk like
dirt all by my lonely..
[Treach]
I roll with hundreds, sometime thousands, maybe a little more
But don't need NAR' a motherfucker when it's time for
'm just someone in a summer town
Standing by the old beach house where we stood outside and sang out loud
Now I shiver like a ghost I remember the time
lit, I don't want your bitch
Every single diamond VVS
I'ma hold it down by my respect
Ayy, fuck they found this nigga at? yeah
Hit him nine times, if he
pistol up under my head
(He strolled along home)
I took my time
(And he went to bed)
Thought I'd sleep some
(Laid his pistrol)
Big 22"
(Up under his head)
on
I was a good life foundation filling was fun
I can't go on, so I don?t get left behind
I can't go on, so I don?t get forgot my time
I can't go
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