Lyrics:
all day, all night
Pop Crist, shoot dice, fuck hoes, for life
This is for my dice shooters, cats doin' life
By the time I get this kite to ya, I
look at the motherfuckin' years that I'm facin'
I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up
My life is fucked
your heart skips a beat
Beef? Nigga overcook that meat
Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood, permanent
isn't but you're wrong
Words on the back of flyers
My clothes are in the dryer
It means nothing, nothing is changing
La familia is dead and gone
mio cuore
Needs no fantasies
Mi corazón, il mio cuore
Needs no make believe
Oh to tell you that I love you
In real life is taboo
To give you all this
a lunch pack
Now she gon' see me in LA where my bucks fat
Palm trees, bomb weed, roll it up
Got a big booty, stick it up like this a robbery
There ain't no
rehabilitation
'Cause look at the motherf***in years that I'm facin
I'm a end it like this cause you know what's up
My life is f***ed
everybody's attention
She put my hands on her body
And then she whispered in my ear
This is the best night of my life
And I wish this between you and I
Could
(Last night a DJ saved my life)
(Last night a DJ saved my life)
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ
stress
If you can give a fuck, then I can give fuck less
Obsessed with who I struck next so I set it for
Success when I spit cause the vic is my next
don't need to feel lonely in my dreams
You're with me, you're with me
You came from the stars
Fell into my arms
Stay with me, stay with me
La vita e bella
fuck up the kicks
Pardon my swag but the shit is legit
Call up my dog and he threw me a vic
Check look straight
Check look straight bouta fuck up
This is my life
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
This is my life
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la
peace, this is mecca the ladybug and I'm sayin though! what is really
what if I can't even get comfortable because the supreme court is,
like, all in my
jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
Nigga talkin' that shit, now I'm talkin' my shit
Get off my dick, get off my dick
brings me mine
For life she said she'd do it
And I believed her when I accepted
Yeah, I got pimp bones in my body
And I rock them like la-di-da-di
I
of favors, yeah
Blue Note Table
Watching jazz on the xylophone
40 Dog, need a chain for my microphone
Chill is gusto, this that 99
Headed to the stu'
With
hangs
Why is it that people judge niggas by how they look
Why is it that hoodies on my head makes me a crook
Why is it that people got to struggle
no fake in me)
(You only heard one side of Slay, this is a taste of me)
[Repeated in background of hook]
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la
[Hook
brings me mine
For life she said she'd do it
And I believed her when I accepted
Yeah, I got pimp bones in my body
And I rock them like la-di-da-di
I
Gatekeeper
Time and time again life's getting shorter
Fear in the air what appears is the border
A nigga named Stef, was shootin up meth
with some coke, had
life
No I don't gas light
I'm on my zone right
I'm in my home nights
With my own last Vic
This Is my last fight
Check if the cash light
Get your own ass
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
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