Lyrics:
life, bitch yeah, nigga, tried us and he fucking died
pull up with the sticks pull up with the gang Y'all niggas know me by my fuckin' name
Yeah, YAREKS
pie, pegados de sed
Discutían suspiro
Era brujería o fantasía
No debía si era mía, no
Que dolor saberlo, era cierto
Como aceptarlo
No, no, no
hatin’ cause we gon get it
They hatin’ cause we gon get it
They hatin’ cause we gon get it
Tell lil’ Mami come get it
You know my team they winnin
It
saviour
I'm out there puffin' smoke
My life no fuckin' joke
I'm fuckin' broke and gots to get
Up and get this fuckin' dough
These niggas hatin' so my life
by year
Life throws its waves, but we're still here
Mothers now, our love overflows
Island sisters, our bond still grows
She shines, she shines
Through
a packd lunch,
My diamonds shining, they motivating, I see u smiling, I know u hatin,
I'm on the road like here there an everywhere,
in hollywood eatin god
Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin nuttin to waste
Life's like a treadmill, niggas runnin in place
Gettin nowhere fast, a whole year done past
I vowed
off
Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off
See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts
They was hatin', I knocked
divin', muffin,
Cold and fly like an arctic puffin,
Puffin whacky tobaccy
Hatin' other rappers like I'm Helga Pataki
And I've been rockin' this mic
They gave big Paul life but I ain't thinkin' 'bout stoppin'
'Cause soon he try to quit, that's when the feds came got him
Ain't nothin' in my name and 50
shit, this time around I never get bit
This time around I switched up my flow
Got rid of the pits and put rotts by the do'
This time around it ain't
that this life es Mia
Neither neither
Know that this life es Mia
Neither, neither
Know that this life es Mia
Know that this life es Mia
La vida es una
it's hatin when your skaten and your pockets is fat
Don't act for a minute like your ass surprised
Just reconize the real way that gangsta's ride
If
all mad
Really my life, I do gotta brag
Stop all that hatin', go get you a bag
Go get you a bag
Stop all that hatin', go get you a bag
Go get you
You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
For anything that God has done
I don't
baby mama nails on fleek
I was seven years old, daddy thrown in the clink
Said, "Life ain't fair, everybody gon' cheat"
Little foot, big foot, get
it's hatin when your skaten and your pockets is fat
Don't act for a minute like your ass surprised
Just reconize the real way that gangsta's ride
If
that hatin shit
And naz used to spell ghetto
With the "h" in it
You see the innocent children
From tenament buildings
Get that menacin feelin
But when
Niggas talkin' shit, bitches on my dick
Stay so swift, buckin' this shit
Beat made by Swizz, so you niggas can't trip, 'cause
[Tray Deee]
(Everywhere
Something's not clear and I fear
That you feel hurt, oh, that you
Can we talk 'bout love?
Just talk a little to me about your life
Spendin'
This dedicated to all the real DJ's
All 'em niggas in them Chevy's
Hey, what's up, playa hatin niggas need to shut the fuck up! (Shut up!)
Cut it
affirmations
They don't tell you from the jump that life is all about what you make it
Flew to M.I.A. to chill with Haitians
I'm gon' treat my life like
and hatin
I'ma blast if you run up on me
I'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch
This matter coulda been resolved
if you woulda
a cowboy
Give Tony too much dope
I'm pushin' the big boy v12, SL detailed
I rap and wait for them checks in the mail
If you hatin', your due time life will
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