Lyrics:
There ain't no running from this life i know i signed up for it
I know i climbed up for it
They wonder if i had my funds yet?
Bitches spying on me
life, such that I can share this message with you and carry this torch. That's what matters.
That my future grandchildren, my great-grandchildren
with the faceless, done with the hatin'
Patience is fadin', this life is a matrix
Plannin' to make it, numbers are tracin'
My mind is so vacant, might I
a job some kids with my future wife (JJ JJ)
If i fail its like a hit with a knife
You should take that chance and live a lit life
(chorus)
cll
crazy
Don't know how to deal wit stress
Without cannabis
I need to get his albums
While Rollin up on my yearbook
Was like a constant outcome
Feelin
the pussy, rub the nipple next
Bitch, which is worse?
My bark or my bite
You heard about me
and now I'm fucking you from dark to the light
You must
story I'm on top of this lair
Nobody's movin' how I'm moving I'm the king of Murda Mills
Ain't no motion picture film this is my life and how it feels
Yes
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Everyday we live and learn, take it step-by-step
We create our own path until there's no life left
I
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is --
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment
But
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
Poughkeepsie
I've been in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two
Nothing left to do
Move it in there, cathedral ceilings
Don't come to my house, it might hurt
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
for teaching me that
Money is easy to make, but hard to keep
As far as my nigga 'Los, I love him
He showed me you can do a dope album with no budget
I don't know how to give a fuck
I don't know how to give a fuck
No wonder this album fucking sucks
So many bars it's all to much
When there is
legends i said already but fuck man it's manacing
Fuck it imma manage it
no matter what life throws at me
I go at it so recklessly
my hits so fast your sure
(woo)
I never been this happy before, this a different smile
Hey, yeah, this that barbecue music
Life is a blessing and a curse depending how you use
I guess I'm on my... on my Don shit
Somebody gotta do it
Look, no more interviews
I'm not talking about this on a song, feature or interlude
fight for my cream, fuck fear,
Gonna make this year better than last year,
They hit me with nastiness - I will be nastier,
Ready to turn each rhyme into
Titanic
That shit nearly killed me.
Sometimes I can't buy Mc Donald's every day
And I have to save money and cook my own food
Sometimes life is so hard, I
sometimes it's the bullet
Every day we live and learn, take it step by step
And we create our own path, until there's no life left
I hold my
eyesight that I can trust with my lifeline
A honest man walkin' this Earth is like Sci-Fi
The real truth is, this is where the crime lies
If you got beef
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
that I got this disposition
Riding down 595 just for some clarity
Putting my life on the line hoping for some rarity
See the vision execute I know some
.jpg/225px-Shirley_Bassey_(1971).jpg "Shirley Bassey")
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