Lyrics:
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
homeboys
Hey, tell em the story how you came up nigga
Now I was born alone, took my first joint and I got high alone
Now I'm an Outlaw nigga, I never die
cabinet
I thank the Lord for everything He did, I'm like, "Inshallah"
He might die trying to get rich, go by the name of the Q-Ball
Stacked everything
shit off my mind now (now)
We born in the battlefield, can't call no timeout
Every time now, it's another one of us lyin' out (hey)
Cryin' out, "I
you, you don't know who or what I can do
Cookin' dope and countin' 18 by 6, that's 6-1-8
Brought in this world, cold and alone, make sure you get
the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for niggas actin' shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when
the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for niggas actin' shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
die alone?
Will I, will I, will I, will I, will I, will I, will I die alone?
Born an outcast from the planet of evil, so I'ma die with anger
Don't trust
All alone I'm in hell I'm too young to die
Alone I sit alone I bitch rifle by my side
Born to kill born to care I know what they say
Tied to this
me inhale
No time to look up in the sky
Dry your tears and stop cryin'
50 Cent show us at 2005
There's a lot of fake goals so Get Rich or Die Tryn'
I was born alone
I'ma die alone
I was born alone
I'ma die alone
Always been my bro
I always wanna see you come up
We was pulling schemes together
Way
Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
alone imma die by myself
Born alone imma die by myself
Born alone imma die by myself
Lately I been smoking all by myself
Roll a hundred blunts I don't
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
I looked down in there
It was was only a dream, I knew
I knew it was new
It was only a dream
I knew it was true
I die
Things come true
I die
They do
otherwise we die
Good works can't save, only (Soli Deo glory) Christ, Son of God
Lightside when we ride (Lightside when we ride)
It's all by grace alone
earning an assertive fifty g's a year
To die for my country; to weep all these tears
I don't see the meaning of being involved in this here
I mean it's
earning an assertive fifty g's a year
To die for my country; to weep all these tears
I don't see the meaning of being involved in this here
I mean it's
down like they quit drugs
Though I still feel alone
By my lonesome's where I feel most at home
I'd be lying if I said I'm fine
High key, not lowkey;
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