Lyfestyle
Rick A. Shea
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Yah (Gee I think we got one) Yes we do SpaceWave goon, first man on the moon Neil Armstrong on the song coming soon Steel firearm let it pop no ballon Then blow like a grenade you better clear the room Until I hit my tomb I be stoned in the trap Niggas rap about them stacks but I'm really trying to stack And every bar rapped you can check the CarFax I be on the job with work everyday a call back Cuz a nigga All That, get killed cause I'm keening Won't even wet you up, hang a nigga dry cleaning The critics can define me cause they don't know the meaning The scars cut deep and it's internal bleeding But I spit it on a beat while I let my soul speak I be rolling and be tired never have a slow leak Popping beans everyday I ain't sleep the whole week But if a nigga down just hope I don't tweak Sometimes I don't eat with a pocket full of money But I'm on the block selling all this food cause I'm hungry But I'm never looking bummy especially with my honey Bring a ounce doe in my house clothes and blend in with them junkies, I'm funky Lord for me cause I'm tryna live right now No more feelings I'm just dealing with my life now Escape twice now I'm on my third strike now I just hope that you forgive me for my lyfestyle Lord for me cause I'm tryna live right now No more feelings I'm just dealing with my life now Escape twice now I'm on my third strike now I just hope that you forgive me for my lyfestyle Fut (Ugh ugh ugh ugh) (Ugh ugh ugh ugh) Ugh Say I do too much, no magic bitch this voodoo stuff Just bought the Tech again no Jeffersons yup we moving up Used to have the .22 tucked now I load the 223 Lit like 227 on ya streets when I pop the heat They pat you on the back but with me you get rocked to sleep Hit em with momentum cause it's nobody stopping me These junkies watch my crib every hour get a rock a piece Moving ye all day and they not on the lease i'ma beast First I had to X men then I blew Got to throw my glasses on and look twice who is you I don't even have a clue but Steve yeah I thank him Cause after the first couple seasons they replaced him But I'm sending shots ack, I ain't even shank him Take him to the bank, blue face Ben Frank em I'm on the wave then came into Frank Ocean But everything that y'all hit it ain't potent (Bitch) Lord for me cause I'm tryna live right now No more feelings I'm just dealing with my life now Escape twice now I'm on my third strike now I just hope that you forgive me for my lyfestyle Lord for me cause I'm tryna live right now No more feelings I'm just dealing with my life now Escape twice now I'm on my third strike now I just hope that you forgive me for my lyfestyle FUT Ugh ugh ugh ugh Ugh ugh ugh ugh
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