Lyrics:
bridnicks with the quickness, that's how we live it
My niggaz get it straight from Guala Mala
Fold over in camouflage helicopters undetected by the stealth
wrong
Let me get you with me going along, with the acts
And my hardest bringing belongings, I walk, I already had it planned out
It was a good day
We want
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Time I get some off my mental been fighting so hard to get rich at first my reason was
Soundin' legit
Now I'm
aware of how they deceive
Don't point out the discrimination or cruel ways
Or you'll be facing a cruel face
So go along with their wrongs
But it's alright
working hard, I will never stop until I get to the
Top, but my bae going with me!
I said that I like her and she loved me
I put my arms around her, I will
what am I write, simple I can do this
Like Popeye to Brutus, I’m your host like a stewardess
Fly with the neighborhood hi-jackin' fella
So prepare for
near
Anxiety along with hatred
Goes along with all this fear
But I can't make it disappear
I can't make it disappear
I'm so tired of living life
Cause
along with your peers, the vibe we love to see
Real cool cats said this funk is groovy
Super drunk girl act like she knew me
Breath smells like onions
that shit it’s AK the illest
AK the illest in this bitch beast Coast gang
Ay, ay, ay, uh i got the heart of the city
So they ride along with me
Always
the punches till we get all that we all expected
(Huh)
I'm putting on for the b along with my comrades
Everything I do is dope so you gone get high off
Brown has moved upstairs'
There he kept on helpin' folks get well
And his heart was just pure gold
But anyone with eyes could see
That Doc was
ended him, silenced
Call up my niggas, I'm working till two
Told them slide by I'm fresh out the stu
The beat so hard, I turned burgundy blue
They said I
And in the night so long
I stop and wonder if there's something wrong if I can get along try to move on
And I'll find a way to start a new day
In
gasoline
'Til his arms are hard and mean
From now on boys this iron boat's your home
So heave away, boys
We sail tonight for Singapore,
Take your
mouth out by the door
The whole town's made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam
They all become Italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth
Get
gone help get it, so
Day by day imma walk in these shoes
Running through puddles just to avoid those blues
Talk about stunting then you ain't got clues
on, get your hustle on
That shit makes you hard, that shit makes you strong
I set my fate in my songs, I’ve known all along that
I would get it on, I
You're gone
Don't know where I went wrong
You didn't have to drag it out
You knew it all along
If I can't see you or hear you that's where you belong
So
really finna do the shit like I already did it
Do it again
And when it get hard go even harder
The game gon always change so do it smarter
Havin my way
colors won’t fit you
Hardships what I’m bout to get to get through
I’m going hard and I ain’t never hit a felony
I’m bout the peace so I be stepping past
It took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record
It took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record
another night here on my own I'm
Closer, all along the way out on to this lonely road..
So hard, dragging me down. Will I ever be free.
So far it's
play it
But this ain't a song along
How many bitches am I gone bring along
Gone of the liquor it got me thinking wrong
Had to get right cuz I was living
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