Lyrics:
your Wheaties
I'm into sweet cigars
Suntans and wet bikinis
Off to sell-out crowds from the magazine page
Out the tunnel in the studio
To bring it
got 'em comin' to me
That's a lil something I learned from the streets
Yea I can't say I'm trapped out cuz I juug off my laptop
But junkies'll pass by
this skunk
When you pull out da dunk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Nigga turn up the funk
Nigga pull up the blunt
Nigga blow out the skunk
Then back to the bar
shooting, we was standing by
Ain't see nothing, but the flare from the talons fly
I wasn't there, I was passing by
Matter fact, don't say shit, I'm just
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live
tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live
with me
But somehow, our bass still reaches the street
As long as we got it, you can get it
People want the bass, so some try to steal it
From behind
Hebrew boys hopped out the fumes
By faith God delivered Daniel from the lion's den
And it's only by faith that we can please God in the end
If He said it
to
We don’t die
We just keep it live like we suppose to
My niggas ride from the east side of the coast too
We don’t die
We just keep it live like we
Its BBi
Do Or Die Do Or Die
Do Or Die Do Or Die
And Zach keep bringing me back
Bringing me back
Numb The Goat in the streets
Maybe they should wait
Yeah yeah, yeah all that
The dumb way
Dumb flow, whatever you want to call it, stupid
Yeah
Told Larry Live take me back to the trap
I used
Forget the street codes, show you like a deep throat
It gets rougher, you struggle from the heat stroke
Blast barrels, embrace my leaf smoke
[?] radio for
I don't feel weak
And spend my nights on the Streets, through the fog I creep
Days go by can't let em get The Best of Me
Wishing I could find a way
disgusting
Not lying or trolling, so you got me cussing
Gonna call it Cramer cuz you live on the streets
Beefing like it's Arby's, we have the meats
Gonna get
(I'm just tryin' to get it 'fore I go) (Huh, nigga, what?)
Always live the street life,
Never knew how to treat life
Knew once I get my shit right,
I went to see her more
I'm up and it's like three or four
My brother wished he'd seen some more
He said that when I'm back just take me Bond Street I
bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so I'mma die by the trigger
My chest gettin' bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so
don't wanna live or die by the gun
I ain't gotta be scared but, I ain't gotta run
From my mind, from you niggahs, everybody gonna shun
Try to fill
get your crowd so we can clap out
I drive down streets and take back route-positionin'
When I'm in your system like glycerin
Fans listenin', from
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your cameras high
I got that street sound, I'm gettin
pulled me back to the surface
Nurture my heart with words of encouragement
Told me shit like, "You too good for that"
Patted me on my back
Uh, yeah turn it up, check it out
The transition from a young fool
Broke, still on his neck, he hung jewels
Live his life in the ghetto where guns
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