Lyrics:
that live by the gun gonna die by the beam
I'm making deals with the devil, I can buy you a dream
I've seen, murder scenes (scenes), hoes get done
gotta raise it
I build this from the heart
And not the goal of being famous
Every day's a chance, you gotta take it by the hand
Live it up, don't waste
Russian cream
Came from the streets we made it to magazines
We let it up, now his noodle cup is on the scene
Over my dead body
Came from a place where
Any moron who'll disappoint us by lyin', equivocatin'
Like Gorsuch claimin' that Roe is the "law of the land" and nation
Or Kavanaugh's hazy statements
when they lifted his head they found he was dead
That's just a picture from life's other side
Now the last scene is that by the river
green
Brodie sipping lean like he is a feen
Niggas talk shit shit but they don't know me
Smoking big blunts right by the sea
Tryna clear my mind so I get
You me or nobody is gonna
Hit as hard as life
But it ain't about how hard you hit
It's about how you can get hit
And keep moving forward
How much you
soldier, 'til the Heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit,
soldier, 'til the Heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit,
I'm confessing to this vodka this stress will get you popped up
A walk by black pea coat the desert E spit nonstop
Cease ya'll plans I plan to live I
lifted his head they found he was dead
It's just a picture from life's other side
Now the last scene is that by the river of a heartbroken mother and babe
bread increasing growth
Cause I live by it
Yeah, I live by it
This is young Vyaz
Old friends is crying
Old beef arising
Old hoes is wilding
Ya'll should
to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can
little carpet
Eyeing dreams inside
This mind is a starship
Flying between tonight on a magic little carpet
Igniting a light within complete darkness
to his body, 9 in his head
Transgressions paid in full by blood, Lil Red was dead
Street code is the shit that we live by
Transgressions is something that
a million
Selling dreams to these hoes
Bet I make a killing
She sent the addy my niggas is spinning
Dip away and come back
Yellow tape we look on from
can work here but it's not a place that I could live in
Getting new money though but I've already made a killing
I've already made a scene, I already
to the hood
Claimin' gettin' riches (spank bitches ain't new)
Runnin' from them playa haters (any fake ass niggas)
Live my life as a ghetto star (this is
got silver spoon motherfuckers askin' for some money
We're not motivated by the bitches or the sums
Haven't slept in years, got thoughts in my head
cottage surrounded by a colorful, looked-after garden.
The Old Gardener is sitting between the plants, speaking to them tenderly and respectfully.
Edward
to deserve being this damned
Its been so long i dont even remember what okay is
All i ever try and do is work hard for my business
I could slay these rappers
wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream
Bare mash man want me on their team
’Cause they know from the bust I shot
Heads are
Megan, this is where Tuscaloosa police say the accident occurred just before 2 AM this morning
Now, according to social media posts made by family
as you can see nobody got one up on me
If he play he tryna lay i leave him d.o.t.s dead on the scene
Lately they don’t understand me i been ducked off from
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