Lyrics:
attracted sharks on me
I ain't your mark homey
It's hard to look straight
My foot on the brake
Spilling my bottle not even shook of the Jakes
Could
suburban chevrolet
6 tinted windows, and I'm on my way
To get up with my hoes, I pull up to they house
Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out
Ringing
of this bed I made so I lay
'Bout this bread, I don't play
Goin' through hell, tryna make it
Not even heaven could stand in my way
Niggas talkin'
She appeared inside my brain
I did my best not to wake
Don't let the day pull her away from me
Even for a moment
Even for a moment
I wanna live
yellin' I should rippity rap more
I'm known to black out, y'all resemble the eye scores
Flow so much I need life guards
Not like Rikers, them some whole
our lives are kinder without complications of
The fear in me that had taken seed and crowded out the love.
I want you and I let you go
Though we can
right in front of him."
"This is not a generational thing you don't even have to know
Who Richard Nixon was to be a victim of his ugly Nazi
Ravages the Very House in Which it Lives.
–
Alif-aihad jad dittee wiskaalee, Az khud hoiaa fane hoo
Qurb, Wisaal, Maqaam na Manzil, Na uth jism na jaanee
Jigga
Last wish of a young spitter even if the verse is killer
That is not how I die, I seen my death
Seen all you niggas' demise, folded hands
to me
Don't get me wrong; you still gotta live close to me
This ain't a song I made for ugly hos to start approachin' me
You know how this go; I diss
Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried
Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside
No matter how far ahead I get, I
psilocybin
Maybe even hang with
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
I should close my eyelids
Remember a time when
I could smile freely
And not be hiding behind it
I
a house
Few of my bitches, can't live without 'em (Ddot cold as a motherfucker, on God)
Drench gang, slime 'em out
Bubba chain a hundred thousand
Ran
dream
Crowded by the bad things
Crowded by the (Ayy)
And I don't know what's happening
Seein' all them laughing
Feel some type of stabbing
I don't know
year in a house that's crowded
Roach problems, never fixed at this time I doubted
Any sense of happiness happening only shoutin'
Back and forth our moms
bless
Your soul, cause he'll take the rest
The power of the mind should not be wasted
But the agony of defeat is always tasted
By those who chose
South Central (what you do?)
A place where bustin a cap is fundamental
No, you can't find the shit in a handbook
Take a close look, at a rap crook
As the Day turns to night
I get high then I ghost
Try to float over the lows
And it's not even close
Tell me what to do
When you live on strike
setting up federal appointments now
Nigga all in court, pointin' out
Daddy not knowing what he doin' to his child
We gon' mail him his finger when he get
And gun's on tour buses always belong to the rapper, uh
(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch
And on down is a pick up cause it's a stick-up on the freak tip, just when
You think things were looking messy she lives six houses on the leffy her
Name is
one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up (yeah)
Multi 'til I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hunnids since they had small faces
me now because I'm guilty as sin
Playin' Russian roulette with hearts not to mention the kids
Now every day I live I regret all that I did
Out
people try to call us filthy trash
Even though we live better and make mo' cash
Than they do, I'm not a no-good thug
Standin' on the corner sellin'
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