Lyrics:
fans like crack fiends
Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene
Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda
Albums of G-packs
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
Welcome to my album, I hope you stay long
I was gonna name this one Growing Pains, but
Then I found a toilet dumped by the railroad
So we took
What he say, ugh???
What he, what he say
What, what, whaaaat???
What he say??
Imma fiend for the green, by any means, I’m on life support
a little something for the clean escape
And the rainy day after
Don't forget a nigga live where the heat wave at ya
And ya safe ain't safe
And heat don't
verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
My album comin' November, that's twenty years of memory
And that's assumin' I'ma live that long
If I don't,
As you smoke like a chimney
My album coming November
That's twenty years of memory
And that's assuming I'ma live that long
If I don't
Don't cry 'cause I
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
Don't give up on yourself we got a lot of life to live
And it's okay to cry just go ahead and shed a tear
And it's okay to be afraid and close your
Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny
If you got it, I'm gone take it
If you're
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
Yea
Let's catch a vibe right now
Turnin' up like this could be the damn last time
Looking back, I swear I should be dead by now
Looking back, I
provide for both
You live to eat with silver spoons and knives and forks
And I spit mostly fire from torch
But I am bothered by the lives that I've crossed
I weigh ya girl then
Dropped the whole thang on the crib nigga
I'm turnt up look at how I live nigga
Trappin' ain't a hobby it's a skill nigga
Bad
spreads this earthly cancer
And so an answer I sought and it dawned on me
What is the goal of a growing economy
To help ease the lives of society
To keep
and we all live by the code
Shots fired but this ain't no time to pose
I got two bad bitches with me and they really down to touch the road
I been floating
that we do what we wanna, I got my diploma
Now I live my life, guided by vibes and aromas
Heard tomorrow proachin', if it comes
We'll be rolling thru yo
yourself a raft
Tryna build yourself a home but it's broken by the past
An it broken by the people that you let inside your grasp
Now you move wit paranoia
Liminal - between or belonging to two different places, states
The period of time when the songs on this album were written and recorded was
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
Trying to get ahead of me
They dead to me, everybody dead to me
Everybody know that
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
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