Lyrics:
but the boy ain't budge (fuck you)
Instead he pulled out a newer thirty-eight snub
He clearly had the drop but the boy just paused (hold up)
There
me
Like the kid ain't never been astounding
Even in the underground scene
I'm ripping everyone around me
Looking back on all my feats and it got me
the suitcase with the blue faces
Rob a bank, wrap the shoe laces
Yeah, I can't call it! It's just living out in orbit!
The shit's so hard, who gotta talk this
As the nighttime falls I creep through the dark
I check out the scenes in Fort Greene Park
Lost souls in empty memory lanes
No life to live and no goals to gain
This
crossover
There will be no coming back
I only got one life to live
I got no wife I got no kids
So my main focus
Is to hold this moment
Go and live it big
as your mouth
'Cause your train will be rippin' you out
Now I'm rockin' on IG Live while I'm dickin' your spouse
The god handle business
My young wolf
life is a trip, and you could fall off quick
So tie ya laces
I'll teach ya how to play this game of life, its
Hard to master all controls, hell, I ain't
ah niggah nothing
I got it out the mud in the Kitchen with stuffin
Posted on block
With the killers out here Hustlen I done live that life this Right
of Wiz, little bit
Of that, little bit of this, get off my dick
I'm in your hood, you ain't got no ticket
I'm a down to Earth nigga, we could kick it
Take
YOUR RETINA
I REINVENT DEATH EVERY FOUR MEASURES
IT'S YOUR FUNERAL
THIS AIN'T YOUR MUSIC GROUP
THOSE ARE YA PAUL BEARERS
EVERYBODY UP IN THE PLACE IS
out a movie scene
On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?
Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted
If it wasn't for
and they sayin' we sold out
But I'm hearin' screams from the stands 'cause we sold out, it's so loud
I got one life so I spend time tryna live 'til
mama don't lie
I wasn't built for a life of crime so it's time to figure out another way to grind
I don't care if it ain't dolla, oh lord, can you
when you see me out
But it's killing the boy inside
Pour up me a cup of rye
I wish you was by my side
You ain't tho
Tried but I still can't let that pain
and motherfuckers die
It's not the way I want to live, my nigga it's how it is
Homie got into a fight last night, that killed his kids
In this life I lead,
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all my tricks, I hope that you like this
So is this what happens when you're losing it all
The booze for the brawl, The bruise to the fall
Rip my skin straight down the centre and take it
when it happen
Why you think I'm Gooch captain
Gankin and Cappin, long live my savages
I got the ball and you know I ain't passin' it
Check, check, check, this is Ionika
This is Tealousy
It's your boy Young Dynasty
My name is L-I-O-T, LIOT
It's WOOK
Yo, Kaze Jones
It's your boy Vici
it poppin'
Hit me
Front that shit this the south side, got a fat dick on your mouth wide
I've come to take outside, nah do it right here
Hop out
Damn, turn me up a little bit
God damn, Cannon
He ain't fuckin' around, boy, yeah
Here we go (let's go)
Chopper, hold them fifties by the door
you getting.
Let the world be the witness.
Bad times, we'll work it out like fitness or we live it.
Cause I vow to give you my all.
Boy, I will hold
It's a scandal that'll pack 'em in the aisles!
ANDRE
Damnable!
Will they all walk out?
This is damnable!
FIRMIN
Andre, please don't shout . . .
It's
screaming get out
Enlightened by knowledge
No need for a scholar
Third eye has acknowledged
Past future and now
The pressure in pipes gonna bust
If it ain't
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