Lyrics:
you've seen before
Karma man tattooed on your side, the wheel of life
I see my times and who I've been I only live now and I don't know why
I struggle hard
door
Blow smoke through the roof
Everything got a cost
They gone need something on you (paperwork)
Look at me, at seventeen
Livin' on my own
Needed a car, looked around for a week
For two dollars down I signed my name on the lease
There was a knock on my door, old man wants his keys
All he
I live my whole life to stack some chips,
An it's a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An mama cryin......'cause church's be packed,
An all yo
goes on
I can't get used to living without, living without
Living without you by my side
I don't want to live alone, hey
God knows, got to make it
I live my whole life to stack some chips,
An it's a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An mama cryin......'cause church's be packed,
An all yo
I live a simple life, I take a day at a time
I spend my mornings with God before I hit the grind
The subtleties of darkness never cease to amaze
my own.
Open the door, Richard!
Why don't he know who he's throwing outta that joint?
Why I'll go back in that joint and take a short stick
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
goes on
I can't get used to living without, living without
Living without you by my side
I don't want to live alone, hey
God knows, got to make it
at the Carny grounds
And they getting swallowed by their very own greed
Dark carnival and wicked clowns because we need
Three little piggies to make a piggy
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front door
I'm livin' every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
you've loved someone else?
You know just what I'd do
If my love for you meant giving up my life
Would I lay it down for you?
And if you were blind
then live by a lie
You can say what you will about me
Talk is cheap and i don't mind
When you lay your life down in them grooves
You know you're
at the situation they got me facin'
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching, got
My Grandpa farmed for a livin',
Content to live the simpler kind of life.
My Grandma worked in the kitchen,
Awfully proud to be that farmer's
all for)
You better live now
Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door
Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down
Oh, no let's go
like me, baby
Never ever give my- away and keep it tight, a'ight
And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live
In a phat crib with thousands of kids
Word
Couple mil, tour the world, dogg my life crackin'
Cook the books, bring it back so it's no taxes
Royalties, publishing, plus I own masters
I'll be
To live a life in love
To hear the voice in the wilderness
The other side of the door
Somethin' more
I feel strong
I'm finally at peace
give my booty away and keep it tight a'ight
And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live
In a phat-ass crib with thousands of kids
Word life you don't need
from town
Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew and my mama never was around
I learn to cuss when I was two and fight when I was three
And by
and make it on my own
And I will close the door, but I will open up my heart
And everyone I love will know exactly who you are
'Cause this is not
it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya? (Yeah)
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you
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