Lyrics:
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
an influence is hiding out
Cause they know that it keep making money on the streets, without a doubt
Do Black Lives Matter when we behind the strap
Or do we
dudes play by your own rules
I watch the day light, fade into night
West Coast nigga all my life
But I let my mind travel, light years away
Just another
in me (preach)
Ain't no grave finna hold Him down
Let the old fade away before time runs out
It's the hour to glorify the son of man
He's got power
May these words be bridges over rivers angered by storms
To get you to the other side
You'll realize in your hell is where your heaven is born
Just
sharing my soul, I found I wasn't standing alone
All I’m saying is though i haven’t figured it out
And my prayers are still swallowed by my infinite doubts
get up and get the song out
My angel fades, then came more rage
And even though Strange still pays
something inside of me saying it ain't yo days
My
comin' back
Go get the money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a war zone
Soon as I come home
Sittin' here lookin' at pictures of me
held at the beginning
So deluded in our quests to be known by name
You do not see the truth of our submissive plague
Birthing our defenceless offspring
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought
the night
In search of supplies
If you're in the spooky spirit
Then they'll pass you by
It's code orange
So stay out of the streets
Because tonight it's gonna
the streets hard
And pray that I don't catch you and find you a graveyard
I'm a psycho thug
Fuck your iced out mug
I spend my money on a casket and some fat
the spirit waste
Only way our lives, your eyes on fire, mind your flame
We won't be dismayed
When the sun is out and you're screaming by
I swear that if I
Have you ever been stopped by police
Alone when you're walking on street
Hands up
Have you ever been stopped by law
Knowing that you're doing no
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
coffin I get haunted by the streets
And the sounds of bloody murder roam the night
And I'm freaked out
Now its peace out
Cause I pulled the piece out
since day one And I ain't gonna stop till I'm on every corner of the street like KFC, ooh
They won't break my spirit, yeah
They won't break my spirit
wonder if I'm dead or alive
Poor momma can't control me
Quit tryin' to save my soul, I want to roll with my homies
A tickin' timebomb, an't nobody fade
I wanna wear feathers and lace
I wanna brush by Anne Rice
And go on down Bourbon Street
I see a sea of smiles (ooh ooh)
I see a haunted city
never turns out right
But you push on through
And games they play
And the things they take
One day
This will fade away
I'm hanging on by a stitch
This all
Driving sideways in my car
Coming down the street out the
Window looking super hard Puffing
On blunts between my teeth
Like Al Capone's cigars
Beat you with
Plan to show it day to day
Give me the tools
And ill pave the way
Positive actions
And watch the negative fade away
Closed off the world let my spirit
Blocc life
Real deal
Hood stars
Book smart
Street smart
Baby I'm a rockstar
See I got you vibin' to the guitar
Hop out with the guitar
Broad day
Fade all
Of the memories welling up from the underground
And denial echoes out from the other side
Of the chasm excavated by my lies
I hear
Voices screaming in my head
Alone
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