Lyrics:
on black mamba crown on, Bob Marley
Wrist on Yo Gotti fox
Ma' don't you call me too late for sorry
Your life like ‘The Truman Show’
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Hotel hopping, I unlocked it, bring no strangers auuh, music poppin
Birthday shopping, 25 now this year head all in flames, now it's arson
Hotel
take a trip up north i rather take ur life i ain't trying take a loss if i got get it gotta tale it by force
ahh yeah this is our year forget last year
mess with them shawty
My life real shawty blood sweat and tears shawty
Through out these years I done told 'em how it is shaawty
No mills rap niggas
Taylor
Floyd
Ellis
Martin
Should I continue
It's blue versus black man
Four hundred years
And still, no changes
Shit is, sickening man
Uh
Everything
you got a back up plan 'cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eatin' your
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L
Time to prepare to do fed time, won't see parole
Imagine life as a convict that's gettin' old
Plus with
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they
David Hinds
Malcolm X
Malcolm X
Born in imaha Nebraska
May 19 year 25
Was the son of a Garvey teacher
We will keep his name alice
Youthful
do cuz God got me
Trippin' off who!?, nobody
Know "Men Lie, Women Lie"
That's big facts, word to Yo Gotti
Tryna leave behind a legacy and get Ricch
income
That's prolly what you niggas making this year and then some
Niggas actin like they know me
Never seen the kid in real life
Used to wanna fuck ya
Yo mans ride/
Bitch I put my team on we got each other shoulders
Leaned on, cream long, violate your Team gone/
I Really Lived the Street-Life You used
the life that i chose[00:21.00]A killer in a city filled with killers and even more[00:23.62]I'm like a ghost[00:24.45]No one knows[00:25.21]Till i pull up
and wait my lord
Hot summer, people go on vacay
Hot summer, time
goes by so fast
Hot summer, I'm already 25
I'm already skipped
the season 7 times
I started
to hit em, okay
Malcolm in the middle, every nigga standing with em finna have to get it, okay
Mind your business, boy better find a witness, I'ma be yo
I watched two years fly past as I blossomed to 25, head achin' and heart breakin', I lost
Some essential time, though I have to admit, this ain't
on the back
And take flight, my life like it was directed by Hype
In 35 slow-mo, with the Rockafella logo
Accapoco to Arruba, bay breezes and caviar baluga
by a Kid Cudi prayer
Believe me when I say there's a way of life can be fair
Raza rise to it's rightful power
I humble every bitch ass coward
Savior
the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their
and your daughter
Born in this way of living and our youth is stuck
To be safe it's safe to say the justice system's fucked up!
If you doing 25 to life
could have so much hate
Built up inside
And yo we started at 8 it's only 8:25
This nigga packed up his car
And on the way on his drive
He said today is
near gross a quarter
Mill in one year
A nigga aint even signed yet
Can u fathom that
(Hold up) I really-really get it by the freight load
(Hold up) I
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