Lyrics:
live for my sister and all of the shit she ain't see
I run my own shit, put my name on the title
Ain't none of these niggas my idols
I bought this A-R
relate
To my surprise, everyone does, so have faith
Half of the other side don't live it
They push play the young illest alive
Harlem World to the Bay
It
the world can relate
To my surprise everyone does, so have faith
Half of the other side don't live it they push play
The young illest alive, Harlem World
let Nas down
I got defensive on the phone
Resentment was in my tone, fuck it
Long live the idols, may they never be your rivals
Pac was like
wanted to be free
I know I am not VIP
It hurts when you agree
I live by taking LSD
But my body disagrees
And maybe suicide is the final key
Understand I
You say it's getting old but i call it vintage love now
Don't regret it now
At a human's price
Trying to live that life/can't slow down
Don't
and we're eager to sin
Sleeping in, deceased friends I be dreaming of them
The school play my sister's in, I need to see it again
Trying to grasp at every
a option
And he be really chilling in person, it ain’t no opp sh*t
Its all for the Gram
You wanted Gina, had my eyes on Pam
Nice lil brown ting, Lips
the payment
And it's my life you've won
I live by faith now
No longer by sight
You conquered the grave
And showed us the light
Joy comes in the morning
'Cause
Yep, another sleepless night
My sister said my sad songs fuck with her psyche
It's tough to keep it light, sometimes to even write
I gotta travel
on you for a little green paper, yeah
And these the people you thought would've been grateful, Yeah
I just wanted to make you proud
I just wanted to be
and measure it in the wrong direction.
See the ruler would point down towards the ground as her own hair screams to be accepted upwards by the sun.
The same
brothers and sisters and
People who wish to be joined togetherâ?¦
All free men, wherever they may live, are citizens of Berlin
And therefore,
the question I don't have an answer for
Why I hunger for something I can't see
Cut it away the dream I wanted life to be
I know I've got to let you go
I
touch a fucking million
Live by the gun die by the sword
Gotta keep a gun can't let nobody kill me
Goin' before my time up I still fear
Be in a shootout
about wars, about Lukes' bye, by himself, here it goes
You might not hear it, but it's going to be a play
And here's Lukes' breathing. Now here's luke
They see you my boy
Listen bro this right here your song...
It was about twenty years ago, momma told
Me I wasn't gon be alone, god gave you to me
Lurching from repentance as I twist in imperfection
I wanted to be something but the mirror was not reflective
It's haunting being nothing but my fear has
ninety-three but I keeps it a hundred
Seven always been my lucky number
Cause it always made all the difference
Rap ain't what it used to be
RAP used to be
they Lees and jellies
Jordache and Lees, (TF Lords fit the fellys)
Sams and Kangol buckets, B.V.D's
Go to Sergio's like, fuck it
Seen the stamp
Yeah they told me show emotion I said fuck it I'm alright
Yeah I'm chilling with that clip hanging right by my side
Incase a bitch trynna touch me
You see this life we de live my paddi e no be rat race
So if you do your own I no fit talk e no be my place No no no
So so negativity they want
with a Elf ear
Hoes in stock over here
And the price going up by the year
It's a good year, baby
On my blimp shit
You too defensive and sensitive
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
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