la vida loca (feat. Zod)
Siirus
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Oh Johova save my soul Give me strength for my goals I can't think, think I'm lost In the void, in the void In the cold Ohh-oh-oh-oh-oh In my element, haven't sent Or paid my dues nor paid the rent Notoriety ain't content No cry in me, I repent for my sins It's a no, no, no where I live If you aint got the chips then I dip Been trying to work on my finance 6 Months in I've been hiding In silence No sirens in mind my again On an island, my mind's the wind Profiling I'm a titan No fighting, I write my wins We're the last of a dying breed And we're still filled with the hate and greed Me doing me is what they hate to see I clear my mind and just (Breathe) If I'm being honest I get geeked up from my pockets To the moon up from my rocket Eliminate all my problems Fee-fi-fo, I'm a boss Wipe his nose he a opp I'm feeling blue, Diana Ross It all started with a cross Don't get it crossed Bitch Niggas thought that I ain't lyrical My shit empirical F*ck your syllables if your shit ain't spiritual Mind over matter, my subject matter is Him-pecable Bitch I'm too biblical I got backscars from these whips We're modern slaves in this shit Cuban chains, as we lynch It ain't "freedom" as we think Don't you think? I got no time To waste on my pride I got that coca La Vida Loca I got tints on my whip Got your bitch on my dick Bro I'm lit, I'm the shit I might dip, yeah that's it Yeah that's it Holy shit Yeah that's it Ah yeah Bitch you ain't got no substitutes I'm 'bout read another rapper eulogy I think it's best if you cop a suit I know the cops in hot pursuit They stay on the block like prostitutes I'm tailing the opps and commas too I came in to drop a bop or two Deliver the news And don't ask 'bout blood on my shoes And cover yo' dues and cover yo' dudes Coz otherwise we'll be covering you 6 Feet, 'cause you know wadido Medicine sold on corner And I know that nigga is not a doctor too But you tell stories like Dr. Seuss So many niggas just want my blood to spill I feel like I'm Jèsus How many niggas gon pop then flop then opt speak on my name ill It's funny how niggas will speak about money Then tap on they pockets when we at the till You work hard for a meal? Huh! I'm working hard for a mill'
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