Lyrics:
with no maskets, jobs can't be soppy
Grippin' the bail with the doves to bust you with my tongue
Now I'm a savage young nigga witta chopper
the culture?"
"Why don't you bring it back to the Bentleys"
"That old school club, not the car"
By the way, can I hold your show?
Gottz pour out some
shot
Got it by myself ain’t nobody help me pockets eating junk food looking healthy
If I was locked up at the top would you bail me
Richard Millie Plain
Help me open up the blinds
Rush hour traffic, I'm in hot pursuit
Jumping out of planes without a parachute
Eyes on the prize, but I missed it by
here complain about the things
I can't have rather binge on the pain
I'm insane in a way
Don't wanna save myself from falling
I wanna dive into the ends
what that 9 do
My niggas my niggas I love em For real
For all of my niggas I'm letting off shells
Free Goonie free James they ain't got no bail
These
guilty, no comment, I guess they guessed it
Couple time bail, no forensics
This a Deezy pendant, I don't need a necklace
We stay protected and connected
Chorus:
As time goes by, will we die alone/
(I don’t wanna die on my own yeah)
As time goes by, I’m lost and out my zone/
(And I’m out my zone)
I'm gone that's regardless
Drive-by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed
Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
Wanna go
gone that's regardless
Drive-by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
First
of death
And darkness and danger
Your crib or car
Becomes a torture chamber
I write my rhymes with violence
What you expect?
Sounds of pain
The snap
Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed
Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
Wanna go
and adopted
By the streets but the
Gift he brought with him to this world
Will effect our outlooks on not only
Rap music but on life as well, forever
Forever
a sig
In the bing I'm like Ving Rhames I bring pain
I sling cane off the wing like I'm King James
Y'all doubtin' who when I spit the whole lead
They
I really can't live my life and just ignore the pain
Staring in the eyes of innocence I feel emotional strain
Pay attention to the signs, don't live
When by the phone
In vain you sit
You very soon in your mind realize that it's not just
An ordinary pain in your heart
When you by chance
Go
Let the guitar play
Cuz I ain't sang
In the booth tryna gather my thoughts bae
Let out some of this pain
& I know these n***as throw salt shade
CMT artist of the year
Not what I say
To you direct
Credentials by the desk
Check in for 12
Post me out on bail
For lunch, I think I'll skip on the kale
We All Make Mistakes
We R All In The Eternal Memory
Transpired by higher
I desire to rise into the sky
Third to the most high speak with utmost
Drive-by en T-max sur l'périph
Des sapes italiennes de Vieceli
L'argent est sale, les affaires sont propres
L'argent est sale, les affaires sont
times, so your ass a lame
I'm down to die for this shit, all I need is bail
You better stick to the movies with Steven Seagal, bitch
I know you
bail
You betta stick to the movies with Steven Seagal, bitch
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk
bout to go down, who ready for the showdown?
Which one of y'all wanna be the first to get tossed in the tussle
Buckle, choked up by these muscles and,
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