Lyrics:
the ville
Do it by myself with no deal
This a letter to the niggas in the streets
Letter to the niggas with a dream
Letter to the people from the ville
Imma
it all up and then divide it by zero
'Cause you're back on the street
I can't stand the strain of this job no more
I must have forgot what I took
world
Who I'll love?
Who is there when you're all by yourself, it' is hard to trust
(Who did have?)
Vulnerable, lost my heart
I've got no shame
cnd
and the dutch is somethin
What you niggaz sayin nuttin
It's Bleek, controllin these streets holdin the heat
Reportin for my live niggaz just like me WHAT
can't blame him cus he died, but He was balling, now I'm tearless
Ain't no names on none of these bullets, they don't care bout who they hitting
You
I'll get killed at
[Verse 2]
Now in the entertainment industry they have sweeps weeks
But it's Thursday in my hood when they sweep them streets
A whole
(bass) How low can you go? (Go, go, go)
I'll have to move my yay across San Di ya yo
(Ya yo baby)
Westcoast, tax free, money is a bitch
(beotch) these out
third eye since brand name deal
Yeah, orange man bad but orange man ain't real
The conspiracy isn't a theory and its only been revealed
in film by
the gun you gon die by it had to put that on my life
We had to lay em down if he ran up acting high
Fuck a diss I ain't finna put his name up in a song
so i can change this game
By rapping so i can get the fame
All of my work nigga are pretty lame
There's no one gets to know my name
But I keep going i
the streets have burned
No matter what direction that he goes
So he's forced to wake up every day and wash off all of yesterday
And no matter how hard he
on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
hearted, what you frightened for?
Never forget you deserve everything you're fighting for.
Verse 2
So we got street names, business names change, job
wanna have a really big house
Really wanna chill on the perfect couch
Really wanna live out on the beach
Really wanna hear my name in the streets
I've got
Sending all my love to the terra firma team
Empty in the pocket, still we're taking to the streets
Do you have the time, members, are you so
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
verse when someone shits on what you've written
I wanna be clever
I wanna see my name live on forever
Instead I'm in the fishbowl watching the neon
make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit
make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit
to love is to live off another
Pain
Rage
Rebel
Cage by the gang that ware blue with cars that have sirens
Run
Sirens
Run
Sirens
Why do the outcasts become
wasn't no turnin' back
A lot of niggas talk that street, I really live it
Ever seen an opp get popped and dropped, then you ain't see a mention
till we die
Byrdgang, wouldn't have it no other way
Good night ladies and gentlemen!
Will you testify for half of the street
Or join in on a bloodbath
at home
(Don't try this at home)
Don't try this at home
Guess what
Now I can live without all the foolish love
Better by myself with no one around
That's
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