Lyrics:
keep pave them
Nothing is simple complicated
Ain't nothing came easy
But made me
This ain't no racing
I do it or not baby
I don't do maybes
Illegal
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
I know for certain I was
Built for this life right here
And I'm gone live it yeah
Don't worry how I live it, no no
I ain't got no limits, no no
They
and get him
$2k for a dead body
Everyday I grind it's a everyday struggle
I don't even own a skateboard
I gotta go and get it so I got up off my ass
I let
the scent its a crucible of sorts
Even the proudest of men knelt like a Lutheran
Youth is killed by witnessing a killer get killed
So much killing can't tell
lives, no children
Expect the unexpected
Notice the ordinary
If it seems to easy it probably isn't
How many rounds
Aim then fire
Live by the gun die by
make me woozy
Sweet jacuzzi, it's live my life like a movie
Connect doe, pimped off the Henny X-O
Sex slow, fuck on Chanel Velcro (ha ha ha)
one on one
This is Basik Yo checking in one two
Watch out for your whole crew
We might do them by the two's
Three's and a hundreds I got you in
imma fuck up your life
Break your dreams into crumbs
Either live by the
Code or you die by the gun i know Moria mad
But it's up and it's blood either
another cup bottoms up. Thats wassuup more bottles coming thru it’s time to drink with the crew it’s true we’re living life to the fullest time to pursue
of fancy-free
It was a group in automation getting together two by two
Where people live and love one another, people who live like me and you
Then on the beach
Quick to burst a child I'm livin' worse than foul
I pack two techs in case ya crew flex
I wet up the set in a second yell who's next
To feel the wrath
2live crew shit, I rap a lot about new shit
This that country rap tune southern fried funky shit
I am the antithesis or opposite of monkey shit
It's the Lane
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 2 ]
Gees take the game on the road to Minnesota
Supermarket's all sold out on baking soda
Gangbangers start
and take the pack
So they pull up to the alley lights off it's like 1'o clock
Started off slow being easy making small talk
Now they asking for the pack
access
Me I relax this (easy)
Cause I'm used to ballin'
You could tell that these guys need practice
But if it was a problem then I would confront you
from a nap
I thought I saw you in my dreams
And that shit kinda slapped
We was walking by the sea
Or was it the beach
I reach
deep
deeper into my
throw back a perc to calm my tensions, we pipe it up in the city
I got your hoe in my DM, I got your hoe at my mansion
The plug, he live in my mansion
[Liffy Stokes]
It's like I got the 4-4 cocked
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin but hot
The pussy-ass cop throw some
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single Bitch y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X
iron now
Run upon 'em cock it back tie 'em down
If he try to move then I gotta lie him down
From why O aka Riot Town
I used to buy it
a knife, now I got time on my hands
Don't slow my treasure in this life, I know it's all made of sand
It's struggling just to survive, I got a list
Z2Turntt
I'm just doing my fucking thing
I said fuck this shit lets get high
It's the only way I get by
It's the only way I survive so
Fuck this shit
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Once sat on a cloud
I had nothing to lose, sponsored one, sputtered two, and it’s half past three, who’s god what’s god when compared to me?
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