Lyrics:
I seen niggas gettin' rich,
Then days went by, then days went by, then days went by,
I was tired of not havin' shit,
Then days went by, then days went
posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov
Bullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where
posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov
Bullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where
calling wanting favors favors
Got to be aware, I'm coming like Osa Beladi
You don't wanna try me
Gun shot paw paw
You don't wanna to get close
I'm more than
to strive and stay a live, no ditty
It's easy to die when you're living for the city
That's how I'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how I'm living
That's how
thoughts under this beanie, man
No Beenie Man I'm a thinkin' man
And I've been thinkin', man, what you thinkin', man?
I'm thinkin' drive by, huh (drive
Bronx afalle onte meho gyae
I'm not ready for love but s3 wodc mea twa me invite
Na w3twa me invite
Mon ami monka nkyer3 fie s3 asette (Asette)
Meekc akc
bltch a
Wona woy3 me bltch a
Y3nkc twa picture na y3nfa nto insta
Obaa ding dong bell
Tryna dip some aqua I'm nuh feeling well
Hard nIgga tes3 me paa I
So we took the fuckin' ceiling off
Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
Another one, 'pon your head
Five white girls but they not Spice
tonight
My thoughts get drowned until I feel alright
I keep drinkin' 'til I'm someone I don't recognize (Yeah)
I got wasted (Woah, ayy)
And I'm taken by
gye y3b3 gye y3b3 gye ahh
I'm sorry sorry
I'm somehow sorry
Not really sorry
Ur boy is fine
I'm sorry sorry
I'm somehow sorry
Not really sorry
Ur boy
dreamin' for you to wake up (wake up)
Ask Reedukay like where I'm from (what)
Already know six seven three o' one (one)
Put it down when I'm in the Club
oh oh
So CG but a nigga stay real
Though I'm fly I'm ill I'm running shit
3-points, field goal
Rappers used to laugh like I tripped and fell
to California and be a forever stoner
By the way, did I mention that I got glaucoma
I'm lying, I just love the smell, the aroma
Gelato, birthday cake, Runtz, sour
Don't you know I got kis by the three
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louie knapsack where I'm holding all the work at
What you know about that? What
For me, they're looking for me
While ive been running
Man for make am for mommy, oh no
Sorry, that i'm not sorry
Higher vibe to the ceiling
Many
cheatin' wit' (Wit')
Then I mentioned she's having my kid
That's not all, no, I recall more you see
So I give you part three of my confessions
Now this
not for discussion
Lo siento Aubelita, I'm about to start cussing (Heito!)
Kids on the creep up, give a fuck if they love him
I'm blowing out kief, G
let's mingle my bitch wit da three some
I break on a bitch like I'm Sweet
Now she geeking
I gave her some sause if she leave I'm a hit
Death by
I'm just shooting money balls into the basket
Let's do this homie, switch
I'll ball like I'm two three
Bitch I hustle like I'm two three
I'm
"I got one taken, I'm waitin' on her response"
Wrote her a 3 page letter, it's 3 days later, never hit me back, she broke my heart
So now he IM
raised in LE3 Not E3
No sound bwoy will defeat me
Mans still blessed
Still think life is a test
I'm equipped with the skill and pen
Fuck them beg friends
III this bitch i'm that bitch
III this bitch the way it is
Don't don't don't want you could be so rich
But you're not that bitch unanimously
III
fickle
I'm tickled how sometimes labels trick you
I'm not the first artist that died that's still with you
The industry was ruined by humans and their
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