Lyrics:
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Oh, no me do not mind my part in genocide
Oh, no me do not mind committing homicide
Although the way you live is how you must die
lit
She two-timing n****s like the '92 Blue Jays
The crew fades, dead or in jail, peddling cane
I am no pure saint, to tell him he can't live how he can
[PMD]
An MC massacre, got a click and crew ready to blast at ya
(Why these niggaz mad, P?) 'cause we the masters (CLUE!!)
We catch you niggaz wit
the room
All I hear, them shaking boots
I'm just tryna keep the drive
Demons throwin ten and twos
They more scared then they would ladon (Let on)
They know
the soil and the landfill
Kevin Gates, I got two phones
Dro in the air, typhoon drone
I refuse to do the shit y'all do for views
Me and my crew are just too
on two FN's, both blue n blacc dem bitches twins
i pray err day before i sin, so when i see the opps hollows will spin
cruisin by your wake wit a big ass
No man should live life dreamin’ without execution
Excellence invades souls to do this
Hard work, should not elude us
Instead become congruent
my story well this chapter 2
Remember when Ques' locked me in with the crew
Them niggas be standing on shit like a stool
I can't take you back
and dine on a big roof, we got monkey like a chimpanzee
The dogs with me, yeah Kenzu
I was fuckin' gettin' sucked up by a three nothin' that's been two
used to be broke on my own tho
But I stood ten toes on my own though
Rich dialogue text with my bro though
Fuck niggas but we live by our own code
Big
nigga
[Verse 2: SpaceGhostPurrp]
I'm from the Southside of that damn F.L.A
Why disrespect if you gon' have to pay
The consequences from the shit that you
do me
Cause I've been through alot of shit
A lot of shit, I never knew I would experience
It's why I roll a blunt or two
I roll a blunt just to think
thereʼs no w"y out when this your hundredth ch"nce Violent by
design if I forget to come cle"n
Some scheme "nd plot bec"use things f"ll "p"rt
The roots get
by the smoke
Uh uh
My memories
I'll never stop
Really really making these
Its just something I love
Uh
Two feet down
From the stress, you cant knock
If
already know that
You already knew this
Say you already know that
But you already knew this
They ask me why I live my life this way
I'm tryna live it long
I ever wanted to do!
Is keep a nine by my waist side
Stay paid, and live the good life
live
See, me I want the show doe, some get no dough
It's up to you though, choose your own path bro
But remember when you live by the pen
Yo kid,
gang & crew
I wanna see y'all walking outta banks, planes & coupes
Pockets juiced
Healthy present pops & moons
cll my n***** all my b****** all my queens
goes for bad reviews, good reviews (uh-huh)
Any press, the news, I don't watch the two, I watch for crews
"Triple Optic" cockpit views
Bird's eye,
[Celph Titled]
Straight out the red depths of Hell bringin clips and diseases
I walk on water with my own two feet nigga, FUCK JESUS!
Celph Titled's
"Why is she so small?"
"Monty, make it stop"
Mister Roberts choked on a yoghurt
Mister Beezles mauled by weasels
If you're after buckets of gore
"Why is she so small?"
"Monty, make it stop"
Mister Roberts choked on a yoghurt
Mister Beezles mauled by weasels
If you're after buckets of gore
know you was an opp
How I'm posed to stop
Loving
Rather have a sick bitch over a dozen
Yeah Yeah Yeah
I'm so sick of all your lives
Almost had your
on the waist like a suplex
Everybody's asking they wanna know who's next
Like I'm getting servered at bar by suzette
Mean & clean when I fling on the crew neck
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