Lyrics:
a bird,
Because you fulla sherm,
And by the way, fuck what u heard boy
[Hook (2x)]
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
My nigga fuck it what u heard
You need to find out
I do this on my own
That's why I'm working overtime
You better watch ya tone
You don't wanna cross the line
I got paid by myself I'm a made man
You
you wanna live life to the maximum
Find a bad bitch and get a platinum
No such thing as aiming to high
In the mustang you gon see my me fly by
If you
Got a bad little bitch in the A
Like some pins bitch you all in the way
Dick her down she be gone by tomorrow
But why you still shopping at Zara
Spug
the hinges off your door.
(kickin the hinges off your door)
And life is so lunt slunt
Reality hits bluntly
Amongst all these issues we grind, cause
door
Ten percent literal
Ninety percent metaphor
Three thousand some poems disguised as people
On an almost too perfect day
Must be more than
shit a million times
No cap
Lil bro cold but he don't live his rhymes
You need a platinum plaque
You done sold them boys a million lies
Where I'm from
like there's nothin' to it, but
Life, family and music
That's my ride or die
Bonnie and Clyde
Bobbie and Houston
Baby blueish mood
With the pink n white
yearn
If you got somethin’ to say better sit and learn, cause this is my therapy, not yours
Minute by minute man it’s so vivid all this hatred I’m givin’
of a girl who's artwork is better
She came to me a long time ago
To show me to live in this picture show we call life
What can this be, yeah this drawn-out
the creek
Then you begging me whoa
You cannot go
Solar clothes, light up modes
Koenigsegg
3 stripes down my leg
Look at me go
I’ll show you the door
We’ll
the creek
Then you begging me whoa
You cannot go
Solar clothes, light up modes
Koenigsegg
3 stripes down my leg
Look at me go
I’ll show you the door
We’ll
had it with this town, I'm better fit for hell
So when I draw my final breathe, exhale it from my lungs
I'll know my day has come
I got a hell of a life
the highs
Get down from that ledge and we’ll give them the fight of our lives
Yes we’ve all gone insane and rich rule the world
When you can’t see the good
Wait
Diamonds they gleam
My music they stream
They hate on my life cause I live it so clean
What yeah I live it so clean
I grind for this life and turn
our shit on
Got no G's to sit on, even sold niggas sacks and packs to get on
But let me take you to a place
Where these niggas learn to better pain
of this
When you’re walking out my door
And never hearing from me
To you it’s all the same
What difference does it make if I burn down this fucking place?
on
Ain’t from a gang but i bang with my bros
Call me a crook but i live by a code
If i do dirt do that shit on my own
And if i get caught gotta walk it
of my dives
Hood politics have you dodging your own demise
Loose links sink ships niggas even get killed by the lies I’m from the
Pheli side of town where
the tears dry from the sun
You can live your life
You can have your fun
Get away and forget the name I know
To the saints I pray
I won’t be alone
Do you wanna
the babies live a better life
Hungover from drinkin but I'm hunched over and thinkin/can a nigga live can a nigga breathe/when I see the heat can a nigga stop
last.
Chorus:
Days go by,
and your still by my side
With all we've been through,
You the one think that's true in my life,
As days go by,
Your sure
the only explanation.
Grabs Sonita by the hair, down to the basement.
Hearts racing like she knows her life's about to be taken.
They look her in
It's a fact that I know that
The information that I'm purveying
By all these means is
Helping people sort out their lives
Thousands and thousands
Discuss these the better life live from houston by 3 doors down Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In