Lyrics:
of the streets in my odyssey caught
A bullet that probably destroyed
A good kid in a mad city, slightly annoyed
I walked down the street with no heat
And run
gettin' shot by the bullets of my enemies
Rest in peace, to all my fallen homies
Young souljas turned victim at the full moon
I still shiver when I glance
together little by little
Things will get better
And our love
Our love will last for
Your heart is pure
Of this I am sure
Oh don't run away
Don't run away
my feature price
'Cause to each his own, and the lights is bright
And I'm feeling like Mike at a Tyson fight
I'm from Cita house, Big Mama's house
my feature price
'Cause to each his own, and the lights is bright
And I'm feeling like Mike at a Tyson fight
I'm from Cita house, Big Mama's house
will change
Or what random might come my way
I take it all with open arms
I take it all upon my heart
I've learned to fight
For my rights
Rights
I'll
used to be $3. COVID. Hey, I was thinking of doing a Hood fan in my kitchen. There's no hood fans left. Covid. I come home with Valentine's. My wife's
you on my side love is a weapon
Every kiss is ammo for the next fight
You're the first and the last and there and there will never be a second
I got one
and that shit I adore
So many bullets I'm ready for war
Drive by in the runner, only need me the four
Ain't know how the streets played a role on my mental
that wants to perpetrate
When I go out on the streets, I get lost for days
Buying weed and beer from what my hustlin makes
Gettin fucked up and reppin
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
Huh (walk my bare feet) huh (walk my bare feet)
Huh
Show you I'm not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed
I'ma put my ashes out on his ass for the last time, man
Watch your fuckin' mouth
I love it when you
Niggas barely fight anymore yeah they quick to pull a stick
Bullets get to spraying you never know who the bullet gone hit
Nigga get the wilding out
, once in a while
I see ya lovin my style
You know I can take it, roll with a stand-by for nothin
Divide, lay low until the ride be out
The four-five
for my Dwags
I'ma fight like a boss
We be blowing some commas
We be blowing some commas
So let them by gods be by gods
I got bullets by your guns
been on my last two
I've been on my last two
What you know about hope
What you know about being down broke
Have you ever had to fight out the depression
before my eyes
The memory of our first fight
Has just went by
Then I remember, that next September
You drove at night to see a guy
Who just happened to be
Last night
I made a crazy deal
I wished for
An angel comes to me
But she can stay just for a day
And then she'll go away
I wished that
In my
Can't fail if you never quit
I came far enough to know the fight was fixed
When I hit em with a lick real quick
I'm too stubborn and my skin too
the last name, she just want the last word
On everything I love, your middle name was all my passwords
I ain't think our last fight would be our last fight
seen you in a while
And you' saying that you like my style (huh)
We could be a team right now
Hope you don't like me just for the clout
Will we last will
the small of my back
Where these niggas at I clear the whole pack
Talkin' shit 'cause I'm down for my set I'm a vet
Smokin' on a wet cigarette
(who
attention to me
Is to knock me down when I'm winnin', yeah
(Lezter, you goin' crazy)
I don't want that beef
There's some more for you
This my real voice
highness but we did it all night
Last night!
[Tajai]
Last night I spend my whole night out
Met some hoes outta fest for low riders
Mind hunters, lip gloss
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