Lyrics:
Choppa hold a fifty clip
Fifty clips filled with them hollow tips
That's the type of shit that I'm on, uhuh
She like that so there's a waterpark in
Hilary,
Man a bitch rule the world? Man, ya kiddin' me
Niggas try to kill me on 3 different occasions
I guess that's life when niggas just hatin'
Came
passed me by
I am woke
When i was young i though that future wouldn’t suit ya
And i was broke
Now that the time, has passed me by
I am woke
See if
that rod like it's M1
Talkin' hot sauce
When it pop off with my Glock off
And the Wraith here from a pop-star
Man, I'm livin' a life niggas would die for
see what next to do
I'm almost blinded by the way
That I feel about you
Take me while I'm here
I may not be here for long
Think of me when you hear me
inside go and sit tight
You hear them chains gripping that iron
We ain't get to drop I'm kissing the sky
This not a fly by
Not even close to that type
wait by the telephone
'Cause I ain't got the fever no more
Last time that I saw you, baby
I had nothing left to say
And I thought I'd lost my
I've been here since the beginning
I shall stay until the end
I thought I could share and bring
A life that was meant to succeed
But then you took
Drivin' through the night wherever it goes
By the mornin' light I'll be down that road
Where a heart can see and the headlights know
Where the night ends
Had to take a moment to myself, like hold on
I see you posing in the mirror girl like that's your solo, yea
I'm here right now, ain't been this way
When you know something
How do you know that you know it?
How do you know that you know it?
When you know something
How do you know that you
flare
When-And if it all goes wrong?
And when it’s already done
I’ll write a song
till everything’s gone
Am I gone?
Would I stayin’ here?
Should be
shrooms, weed, amphetatimines, nigga what you mean sold, all that
When you, presidential, gotta, keep it, together, like a, bra strap
Low key, in tha cut
to be here with you
To be warm by this fire with you
We can stay here, that's all...
If it's Christmas too, then, great
Don't keep a penny with me
Make cent like 50
Am stupid with it
Even if this life so shitty
Just smile you pretty
We all been through it
Things that i do
come out all right
Oh, you're here again
What did you feel when you entered Mars
On my life, I swear I can't hear
Anything that you heard
Is this what
Nothin' 'round here to me that's sacred
'Cept you, yeah you
Nothin' 'round here to me that matters
'Cept you, yeah you
You're the one that
know that they is mild
Talking chitter chatter throw they bodies in a pile
Fuck them days back when I was only getting high
Now I'm making money
Walkin' by faith
Not by sight
You know when I say I'm here to win
I ain't talking bout the money the power or fame, none of that ya know
I'm talking bout
fifties like a contest when I dunk
Mapping out these new plays like a pathfinder
(Path)
Counting up my whole day while I play with fire
Looking at that new
through the struggle after everything I sacrificed
Right now I wish you were here
Right here by my side
Man, I wish you were here
Feeling all the vibes
and thoughts that's oh
Instinct to hustle divided by the struggle
Plus a couple of scuffles and up to high shuffle
Even when it sound muffled
I bust through
livin' large y'all so by the way
Who rocked the crowd and rocks it loud
On the strengths, y'all, I'm takin' bows now
Kickin' up lyrics that others want to'
I'll
Lay by your side
If that's alright
I'll spend the night
It hurts her when you're with me
Especially when you kiss me
I need to know if you'd
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