Lyrics:
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!)
Uh, sixteen I bought a strap (no bap)
Seventeen too many guns, by eighteen I caught a case (facts)
In here
the oppression got tighter and tighter
Gurindji decided the must make a stand
They picked up their swags and started off walking
At Wattle Creek they sat
it be I stayed away too long"
My god daughters Nadia, Simone
Diana know when not, our father's ever comin' home
Claim by the streets with them other
they'd live what I live
They couldn't walk a mile in these Jordan's number ten
I got that shit off like think you come again
Such a scary risk but
(Haha)
Mash for our dreams (Yeah)
Mamamamamamamash for our dreams
Mamamash for our dreams
Mamamash for our dreams
They say I'm goin' out off my
of...again
Sat in a truck, it carries convicts
My hands are bound, to the seat by handcuffs
Tomorrow, I'll maybe walk around the yard
Or paint in my
Order
Lies in the news
Propaganda, catching minds in a snooze
Take a walk in my shoes, it's all the dudes
Too many sips of the brew
Sick spit off
you
Day five you spent it with me
Sixth day knocked me off my feet
Day seven that's when I knew
Spend the rest of my life with you
Thought I couldn't
an attempt on my life
It was all about some money, it was funny
So I laughed, blood bathed it off
That bastard's soft
Grab my pistol, I'm shootin' missiles
nigga MC motherfucking Mack for life Killa Klan fear no man bitch.
{Scan Man: talking}
Scan fucking Man bitch.
{Crunchy Black: talking}
Crunchy
die
Six niggaz eat, divided off one pie
A nigga as ill as me is so hard to come by
Squeeze this rap shit til the well run dry
I never spoke to one time
the closet
Seen a couple of real ones and most of them in the coffin
They told me do not give a fuck on how niggas is talking
I'm the lion in the jungle I walk
talking
I'm the Lion in the jungle I walk around like I'm godly
My bank account looking like my father be Mugabe
You can't trust a nigga if you don't look
fix a habit I inherited
I meander and maneuver through the spirit shifts
I got a need for speed
Ticket to life with hella fees
Brain leak
You ain't
going to school
Learning my theory and hearing the rules
Walk into 8am music like nah
Thinking ill breeze but prof said ha
Writing my notes and my clefs
Hard life on this road why I keep fucking up
I just hit my big bro for a loan and I can't fuck it up
You gone spend yo money on a loaner then go
want the boy up here
Take off, switch shit, see the rear
Yeah, they don't want the boy up here
I just lost my pops and I knew I had to do it
They gave
on many payments
One day, no more workin' 9 to 5s slavin' for a check
Days being depressed, only gettin' paid makin' minimum wage
Tryna survive off that,
Not Too Late by LION & WhoSeye
It's, it's not too late, it's not too late for us,
It's not too late, oh oh oh oh....
All you gotta do is hold on,
think LeBron did it
Your bitch tryna take my Ksubi's off
'cause Travis Scott did it
Me, I'm pourin' up purple syrup
You be pine sippin'
First it was
COD
Blessed a hoe got her screaming OMG
Gun Scam you out your life like I’m pulling fraud
Pistol attached with different mods
We don’t get even we get
months on this verse
I've been on my own road, that's for better or for worse
I just want to rap and love my life until the end of time
Gotten good
walk through the door
Everybody get your man and his chin off the flo'
Yeah he trynna see me down on them knees and elbows
Ladies legs on the wall give
motherfuckin' outfit (Uh)
And my brothers pull up with them shit's
And get to sprayin' like a dolphin
We ain't have no other option
Had a problem, we gon' off him
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