Lyrics:
Let me tell y'all about a nigga who was young and dumb
He only wanted a bag but it was hard to get it where she from
Got him, grabbed his mask
with the choppa and knock you on the floor
Gotta watch how I move 'cause niggas tryna steal my flow
Flexing hard cash boy I just might burn you
Put this
and triple as hard
Really could live life without the oppression
They take opportunities give em to others
The ones that don't look like not me or my
come in the jars that they stick coffee in
I got chicks offerin'
But I play hard to get, Unless they suck me 'til my dick soft again
You lookin'
dumb I am not flockable
I had to teach somethings the hard way I'm a hard knock
I had to keep my life the raw way I'm a strong lock
She know it's not
like snot
Got a green house thousand watts
Screamin' out thug life, Quavo Pac
WCW Hulk Hogan the pot
You mad cause I'm on, I put myself on
Now I got
since we got Z-Ro Truth from Trae
This ones for y’all, Slim Thug, Swishahouse, and UGK
SUC, Street Military, if it’s Lone Star State take it to the bank
(Ooh that hurt!
My industrial
Nobody asked!)
Slobbering pit
Straight out the zoo (Zoo)
I'm by myself I'm chopped and screwed (screwed)
Some brand new
stricken
Got my people prayin' on EBT and Lottery tickets
They say that life a gamble, but I gotta take my chances though
Rollin' up the ZA, got some
sees everything naturally
You can't fool him I'm like woah nelly
He'll put bone thugs back in harmony
It ain't hard to see just what he's done for me
I
I'll be right back for the homies
I know I can't have you all closer
Life's a hard knock like Hova
But if I could
I'll be right there like a summer's
Uh it's KG
I'm living life real fast
I'm living life real fast
Spend the bag
Put tha bread up
Press my foot
On the gas
It's automatic
Niggas fed up
Bitch I tried to blow my mind once, but I couldn't try twice
Gambling with life and I'm running out of dice
Nice suicide note, even though they'd
This game
Is to be sold not told
Pay styles, pay pay styles
Pay styles, pay styles
Feds tappin in on shit
You know, playin hard ball
(Killa Tay)
I
different
Really pressure in my prime with it
Punching dick I'm in her spine with it
Life gets hard I just want someone hold me down in it
Since you left I'm
they using
I think this shit is crazy
How I turned my life to music
I Had to plan it out
Step by step I got the blueprint
My sisters came around just in
feel lost someway I still find the light
Another strike to the life I know how fight
But always been lover
I might love to hard
And don't hate a single
hard Shawty, I ain't tryna take off
A nigga play, I'mma knock his fuckin face off
Hit the bullet, oh boy I'm going AWOL
Said the K to them childrens
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so
Every day
And then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
See we live by the gun so we die by
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
wet
From the best turned vet
Learned to speak direct
My games jumpin'
We all had out days of barkin'
You could tell niggas styles by they ways
Where I'm from the slums
Hard knocks and then some
Long nights up and down the block
Dont know how i didn't give up
Made moves made love
Fucked
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