Lyrics:
Less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay
Dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence
Shocked by the foul evil deed I had
be judge by 12
I'm so young i don't wanna die
Oh lord please i don't wanna die
Why you finna kill a young king
Why you finna make mama cry
I don't
Turn me up, turn me up
Miami got a young nigga burning up
Turn me up, turn me up
Miami got a young nigga burning up
Yeah yeah yeah
Turn me up, turn
All them cold steppers gone step
Put in that work for that belt
Im a young gitchy ass nigga
Stand down to no nigga
make a bad bitch melt
All them
saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and you're so fine
Young tender, would
O'Shea! O'Shea!
Get your ass in here boy
You hear me calling you?
O'Shea!
When I was young I used to hang with the seventh graders
Little
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
Clock won't stop tickin
clways in a hurry like I gotta go and get it
By the time that I'm thirty gotta be with it
clways worried aint no way to be
I was young my mama labeled me as the wild child
In the jungle wit them ape it don’t seem wild
Step by myself neva needed a team neva needed a crowd
like you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
pimp for sins
[Rock]
With them aimed at your (?)
[Young Noble]
Named man with a vengeance unless you lay for a thinkin`
[Rock]
Now I get so stupid,
too late cuz it can go two ways
You can get'em while you living or when you lay cuz
Can't smell the roses when you're gone
We die famous we die young
the way of the Lord
Sure as gold is precious and the honey sweet
So you love this city and you love these streets
Every child out playing by their own
Blinded by the light that you gave me
Blinded by the way's that you showed me
You loved me
Memories
So stuck with memories in mind
The time's we had
no time it's the only way to get by
We lay in bed all day but midnight
Hacking at the seats tryna find a new way
To feel alive
We know that we'll
A kid inside his gate get murdered by jake
A young nigga try ta fly capes, and get caught on the FBI tape
In verse of the State
Lost the case and gotta
players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
My new crew, holds high
We pay em' no mind
My three aces, plus me
That's 4 of a kind
No bluff, lay
to rest
I need to find a place to lay down my heavy head
Damned if you love me, I'll be damned if you don't
I've been cursed by the liquor and the heavy
Hood, hood, hood
I think it's ?
I mean you young niggas had your turn
Scream, scream, shit on me ?
Any nigga got me fucked up
Like I won't
a brand new stick
Still on the meds
Young nigga still on sip
Tell em I said fuck the feds
Mama said I'm selfish
I keep doing all the work all by myself
Told
Yeah we all just young vatos tryna make it out the mud
And we crazy ass gangstas but we still young as fuck
So we got a lot to learn homie keep your
(Yeah uh)
Sit down right here in my lap
Give me something that’s gonna' last
Whisper in my ear you want it
Just say word and I’ll get on it
Lay it
blue but my bloods are red
Middle finger saying fuck the feds
Their hands dirty from the blood they shed
The secrets kept
Blinded by an eagles nest
at
Live fast die young
Probably die by the sword
Voicemails and texts
I just leave em ignored
I don't need to check your insta
I don't need to check your
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