die bout itt.
Aasher
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You live by the pole you die by the pole My niggas clutch sticky's my sisters is stripping I'm rapping to not live this life anymore ong I seen a nigga who looked up to me got jealous and try take my life Being him is a hell of a price If you play with my life then I'll get you gone I ain't Taylor but I'll put him in a song And y'all niggas be talking bout rapping I'm all on y'all ass like a bitches thong And my crips they don't listen to me I'm tryna show em the way to make all these dividends (show em the way) I keep paving the way for em again again (show em the way) Like my nigga you see all these benjamin's (show em the way) All this crashing out shit it is crippling On the road to success we need Michelin I try to keep niggas out streets and shit But if they start with us niggas we finish them Easy This shit is light got em dancing like breezy Chris Brown Niggas mad cuz they down I'm the shit now I barely pop shit imma pop it now watch how we pop out (pop out) We standing on business no cop out (cop out) Soul To Soul be my witness we die bout it I'm standing with God and I'll die bout it I pray all my niggas will stay solid I pray all my niggas will make it If you don't f*ck with me please do not fake it That shit really get pissed off This is random but rest in peace my nigga takeoff When I get me some bread always break off And I'm blind to the bullshit like Ray Charles And I'm blind to the shit like I'm Stevie Wonder I just wonder if you willing to die bout it Would you die for your momma Would you die for the gold Would you die for the commas Would you ever sell your soul Would you die cuz of drama Would you die just to end your life The first thought in the morning is suicide Cuz how in the f*ck will I go provide Rent due on the first with no job in sight Stressing out cuz they bout to come cut the lights Stressing out cuz my girl wanna go on vacation not knowing no money in none of my Bank accounts all this shit ran my pockets dry But if I can't provide who the f*ck am I Black man wanna talk he gets crucified Black man bites his tongue he gets crucified I needed help when I was young but nobody help me so I don't ask anymore they call it pride They say go to Jesus he gives you life But correct all my wrongs still I have no rights So I write all my wrongs with a bloody knife Hoping that the knife cuts all my problems out Hoping that the knife shuts all my demons up At this point in my life i don't give a f*ck At this point in my life i don't give a f*ck At this point in my life i think that I'll die bout it I think that I'll write bout it I think that I'll fight bout it I think that I'll cry bout it I'm willing to die bout it
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Written by: Asher Jones, Brian Villegas II, EastSide Brotha, Invie Williams, Jayvon Taylor, Joshua Ijames, Precious Nicol
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