Lyrics:
bitch, I'd rather be rich than famous
Got stitched by the pigs and it hit the papers
Snitch boys in the ends, gotta ditch the haters
All rats must die
a flame, this the coldest pain
A lifers in the yard hiding his tears saying I hope it rains
Your big homie said blood keeps spilling like a open baby
of fame
Its a shame but
You can bet
I'm riding high
In my saddle
War paint on
For the battle
N I aint hearding cattle
Never rattled
By the snakes
Never
a heterosex
Ain't you get your neck checked by the second to best
Don't ever forget, ain't nothing less than best
Ima different breed, different seed
Do you
filling up
Yea I know them swipers, them real 4 lifers
Screaming bitch I’m from the city since in diapers
Ok
Mother fuck them people seen my dream
Three times for my lifers all doing bids
All my get money niggas you know what it is
Black bottle for the roll benz
Who about to get off in my car with
by Gs, you can check,
Pickin' up my minum, hit 'em, leaving 'em wrecked,
Fuck yo set, now I'm older wid bouldgers and birds
Overseas bringin' kis
now uve done it cause your arrived in a lifer
stop
I'm not tryin to be, no big thing (man ain't tryin to be nothing big blud)
I'm not tryin to give
the wing with the lifers
New shh with the silence
Fuck your bitch in my LV sliders
My belly was empty, sold more wraps than a MC
Might write a cheque but
drop
Down, high break, free from they Glocks
Make prisoners out in Rikers Island think outside the box
This couldn't have been predicted by the Mayans
by
Your environment don't define you
But how do you transcend it?
But at the same time, you're growing
Mandem are listening to you, and youtdem are
Shock value by your design
Dead little babies on your great big sign
Pro-lifer don't give me shit
You've killed too you hypocrite
Cause for abortion
like I love Lucy
my crib is crawling with blunt roaches and
when I'm feigning, I exterminate them by them
lit the dro, in a optimo sizzle slow
hit
Nie pytaj jak żyć zbyt krótko jestem trzeźwy
By mówić o wolności kiedy krępują więzy
Szczęśliwym bywam bo w uczuciach nic na stałe
I żal mi
a melody, melody
My girl, she a diamond, she a lifer
Gotta make her mine when the time come
She a good girl, she a rider
Never broke her heart, never
to me
They only see what they wanna see, man
They're half blind collect the bag
Already tell you I should half mine
Chattin' to my little nigga by
Ryanair
I found a friend in my lover
I saw deceit in my brother
But found my dreams in my mother
She saw hers through her son too
Got brought home by the PC
(doo doo doo doo)
Look, it weighed heavy on my optics
Modernist thinkers
They conservatives and lifers
Fuck twelve, I spit in a cop face
If fiends
The court for concussions
I'm harder to get than
A quarter through customs
Get accustomed to adjustments or
Adoption by abduction
I was illegal before man
As lightning strikes and thunder pounds
Over the grey skies of East London town
Prophecy K returns from the underground
Signified by the peoples
Down in a Chrysler
My shit is raw like cocaine
Stuffed in a diaper
I shared cells with lifers when
I was stuck in prison
Smokin’ Buddha like I was
(I need it)
Try cop me a yard by twenty-three, say it's nuttin' but beef and trap (work)
See, I'm tryna move this cap but my mans going on rude
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