Lyrics:
bitch
And we puffin a spliff
Just like puff in his 6
Live it up
I still do it's basic on the day to day
Life's like Michael Jordan
If you blink
Then it'll
the bridges smoking pressure with the gang
Shit that hurts you only go by
So we live another day
Cant you see how we were made
Ninety pounds of pure bred pain
perfect
And I know just how you feel
She's a Rockstar Girl and I know
But all four seasons heartbreak coke snow
No more rainy days
None but sunny days
No
birthday
The next day my brother shot in cold blood by the police
In a rage he lived but he payed the price
Caught with keys 25 to life
Takin' in by the crew
grain, it's harvest
He able in his season, but he need Cain
I never trip off the gladiators, or so called validators
Biting on every toss, a point guards
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
in the lot at the
House where I live nigga
Big boy living in my city
Like the Hollywood stars ho
Talking bout the nice I am
Ain’t even left my garage
and how the seasons appear
You'll appear in circles in Hollywood, I birthed you
And Chicago, you know how to parlay good
You'll get Oscars, Emmys,
such a lot of money
Would be funny
Oh, I wish I could be like you
Rikky rock'n' roller
Today a new jet plane
Tonight it's a new hotel
You live in
Y'all niggas show price less than my travel fee
One of my arms worth a ticket
Watch so much that a car came with it
Back in the day I used to rob
it felt fabricated
It had to be real
Cause I felt intimidated by cops
The city's crowded
With projects and row houses
Everybody's acting bout it
I
full of gold
I wish a lot of things
Ooh! What in heaven's name are you doing with the cow inside the house?
I thought if he got nice and warm he
more time
As we look to the stars, they take ours
Yeah we got fly cars but you can live in four wheels?
We need new approaches, old style is null
took a bowl of grits, I put it on my wrist
It's like I live in a toilet the way that I be shittin'
My niggas never bargain, we stand firm like a sir
and the consequences and I still do it
And then I'm so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when
hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
in this house, it's some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, fuck it, nigga let's shoot it out
Walk up from my spot, see I don't have
you really barkin really talkin but you stallin
I'm jus out here every season, I ain't Roddy but I'm ballin
I am up by 50k I am a ref you know I'll call
my place
Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day
Lost in lights array
I ventured to see, as the sound began to play
What happened to this
my place
Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day
Lost in lights array, I ventured to see
As the sound began to play
What happened
me
Watch out Gangstas in the street
But who’s left to bleed
There can only be one G
I wake up every morning, in a house that was built by slaves
New
Gangstas in the street
But who's left to bleed
There can only be one G
I wake up every morning, in a house that was built by slaves
New rule, 40 and a mule
pot heads for a reason
Express how I feel
Roll up by the Soxs
Scaled for a reason
She feeing the vibes
She know we gone pop all four Seasons
I
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