Lyrics:
can't let go
You niggas'll never see me, I'm on another level
Stay ready to dig a grave, keep a gun and a shovel
And pouring gas too, if there evidence
And my thoughts are racing
Where do I go? What am I supposed to live on?
What happens when the twenty-five dollars is gone?
That leaves me lots
Nobody's Home Nobody's Home
Do you want to take this chance wit me
I know (I know) I know he be seeing you glance at me
And oh, do you want to live your
disappear
Me and my niggas just acting bad
HiiiPower conglomerate
Living that life and counting this cash
Old friends I no longer have
I remember when I came
Put it down like I was born to do it
Made to live it
Paid to spit it, custom fitted
Watchin' me get it
Want the nice legs, 'nuff kitty
Stay driving
again
'Cause your work is never done,
On this side of the sun.
[Instrumental]
I took it to a fortune teller
I thought that she might help me
She
On the mezzanine looking down at my peers
Motivated by the hate cause they ain't wanna see me here
On the real, for real
They ain't wanna see me here
Ignored
Still from the shell
I don’t need no help
I don’t need no help
Did it by myself
Smoking super sonic
My brain give me hell
Shit be super cloudy
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton
Everyone drives me insane
It's like they've gone and sold their brains
I cash in on incompetence
Who needs any common sense
Not us, but in
killing me
The flames grow higher
The flames grow higher while my embers fade
My embers fade to ash
I've lived by the fire
We live in houses held up by
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live
in by yourself
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
Everyone drives me insane
It's like they've gone and sold their brains
I cash in on incompetence
Who needs any common sense
Not us, but in
remember Vine
It's nasty
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all, y'all
Of course all the hardcore heads
by the bay
This one's for my brothers
We're gonna live this life
Spoke it to existence
We don't live no lies
We've been sticking to the mission
We're
Feel it in your body; letting it go
I ain't say nothing
On with the show
I'm from the mountains, live by the sea
Water and juices
Cool as the breeze
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
the zones (the pound)
Got a down ass bitch to help me get through shit
When times get rough at times you know you can't trust no bitch
Keep my eye for them
under-use them to
Undress the opposite sex holy guacamole!
Let's get this rap cash
'Cause art right now is on some slap dash
Contract crap trash
Leave me here
test
Got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me
'Cause we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not
a secret location, can't get that
And the whole thing surrounded by a maze with big cash
With my dogs like 101 Dalmatians, so get back
Me and my bitch,
what they fucking say i'm running to control
If I live for another day I pray you see my soul
What more do you want from me (Repeat+ad libs)
I'm lost
Slaughtered by the problems
Of this world
Lonely in this dream
Can someone help me?
To see, to breath, to live ,to die
Her smile
Her eyes
Cash rules everything around me
Stopped looking for love and it found me
Everything I’ve done was astounding
Forty cups of lean I’m drowning
Cash
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