Lyrics:
me for my sins
But not god it was the devil who helped with all of this
Few days go by he tryna put his thoughts at ease
He praying talking to the sky
King of this shit, nigga, that's in my sight
Nigga don't sleep, and I stay on the grind
Been up three days, nigga, shit light
Cut off smokin, I had
cryin'
You're either quittin' or you're tryin'
You either slippin' or you climbin'
You want the gold then you better start minin'
You're synthetic
side cause i'm kind
Pot heads a bad sign bad title
Girlfriend boyfriend end with end
Our souls are gold we live as two duo twin with a blunto
Wifey hold
that cal fresh and cal word flip
We set up shop and sling nicks out our house
If police hit, ain't shit coming out our mouths (solid)
My day one
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
memories away cause I don't know what I should be doing these days
And I close my eyes to see everything I've been feeling since I was three
Everything I've
kinda lackin?
I'm chillin by myself ain't really lookin for no action.
I'm tryna take ah day an get away from all that rappin.
They hear ah nigga bars so
I'm the only one besides God that truly knows how it feels to be me
Three
The only one that deals with repercussions of actions caused by me
How can
print you think
This is how I react
City view from the balcony rap
From the land of lost souls
Where the alchemy's at Solid gold from a mere
you do if you were me?
Let me take you to the penitentiary
This shit run by the lifers
Fuck the juras we leave em lifeless
We was evil since we was in
I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself
What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by
night he landed got laid up, by three bitches that ended up not fighting for him, but for his money
The two of them had to get under the bus
We call that
the microphone, boom, boom
I perfect each word, zoom, zoom
My rhymes will bring you solid doom, doom
Don't bee a fool and get a room, room
Each day will only bring
Forget the 9 to 5
All my funds flippin
3 6 9
Yeah
Yeah we making money
Yeah we making money
Saving time
Making money
Saving time
Making money
Saving
other
Took a day off, I play hard, I'm fiening all to love her
Still we solid as a wall so ain't no leaving one another
woah
She got my soul
Lil baby got
the facts, placing my name on the map
Embracing the pain on a track
I can't stay complacent stay the same that is whack
Improving every day to relax
T3
S3
Just another Californi-day
Woke up in the morning wipe the cold up out my eye
Roll me up a blunt so I can start the day high
Then I take me
BEATIN' I'll just say "let's roll"
I make another record and buy some gold
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
I'm like a one man crew, you see I don't
it's 6 in the mornin'
Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door
My partner's three deep in a six-four
the classics
Could be felt by the masses
Using verses as classes
Had to double down on growth
To keep the brand from ever crashin
Continue stickin solid cause
Standing strong by myself only God that I fear
Hangin wit the same niggas solid like a sphere
Bouta blow soon I know my upside is near
Once I get it if you
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