Lyrics:
bringing down the door
Man they searching for that cocaina
Now my boy is deported back to Punta Cana
Yea, though they try to set me up like hurricane
I
(We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall
After all, all, all, all, all....)
[Christ Bearer]
When them guns go off, bitches hit
tight, taught by the best
Some of them still livin', some of them done been put to rest
But I was blessed, and luckily I made it out
But I must confess,
think she my tether
She stay by my side it don't matter the weather
If I'm feeling down, then she make me feel better.
Kolo who are you, cause we do not
me and her we make money the same way
Four cities, two planes the same day
Those shows have never been what it's about
But maybe we'll go together
the money
All my life comes down to this, I can't believe such future exist
I can have you honey, but I'm too proud to be funny
One. Two. Guitar strap. Three
God damn, I'm feeling sick, bitch, call the doctor
Don't act like I ain't been dead to ya
Don't act like I ain't deserve this shit
Couldn't last
C/B Am Am/G F G7 C
If I could have been the one to rescue Jesus from the cross
C
nigga)
Chevy super clean, two or three screens
Watch a nigga be to the left I lean
50 karats in the crown, niggas no more scheme
Just to let you sucker
to the moves, I'll schedule more interviews
See my life like an interlude
Produced by God and it's voiced by God
Bet the sounds put you in the mood
Like
How about you start
By saying that
You love me
Thought of you
Got me feeling kind
Of bubbly
Suddenly
Phone calls
Have you in my head
Visions of you
Or is it just another fucking hood?
I'm having talks with my nigga Little
G from down the street
And the nigga been dead for three weeks
I'm going crazy,
and they faith, these hearts that don't break
The dirt roads they laid, have just been paved
By state my claim, and stand my name
Cross the top
and taking bracelets
Escorted through the front
But aint a stranger to the basement nigga
I'm on the block because I have a voice
Violent by nature, I aint
All hope long ago buried
Here in London in a sea of strangers
(A necklace of Marian's has
Been stolen by the
Crowd the conman laughs Marian struggles
that I have your attention
I'm not crazy for tripping
I'm not crazy for leaving ya
Your just crazy for giving up
Look at your life and what you've been
takin' my car down off the jacks
So I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother up
Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud
Of the way I
I just love to hustle
Ayy
I don't know why
(Let the BandPlay)
Take this shit however it come, man
The most proud of that shit
Get a whole lot
I been going hard for just a new lifestyle
When it come to war I can't never back down
Gotta make it big before I'm 20 make my momma proud
We used
Bread/
Could have been a real
Stand up guy
Chose to be a real
Snake instead
Borrowed 500
From my mom
To get a lawyer
Gotta beat the odds
Really borrowed
can't
Relax..
I ain't gon' stress it anymore I won't shed no tears
For half my life cats been tryin' to have my life
I been, blasted twice by
the county, I told 'em I'm on one
Thought he was weak, well you must have the wrong one
Bam on a win streak, it's been a long one
Look at the distance, I'm
And feds are running through the door shouting
"We have reports of an argument with a woman"
There's blood all over the floor and it's splattered onto
were the last good days of the ghetto
It wasn't all about bein jiggy, so save that rap for Jell-O
Down on my knees in the street playin skelly
Rushin
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