Lyrics:
R.I.P. Jez man
You know, it's been two years without you man
Shits been tuff man
I was supposed to drop a tape for you this year
October 1st
Shit
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
that were foretold, by the forefathers
The end of the world saga, streets flooded with lava
Mommas and papas, toddlers, hip-hoppers, and rastas
Rock
have this single chance
Bury the world or drop your stance
Beat it black and beat it blue
A beast of prey lives inside you
Look away or create things new
I body your man
Do a drive by on you live with a body cam
Fucking with Feddie then count your bread and your blessings
Fuck over Feddie, they find
just say it polite
I drop her off before I sleep, I be praying for life
Like Hov said it "Can I Live?"
Aye dear Lord, "Can I live?"
Now am I living
man
He tryna get up on the beat and show them how to do it
Get up on this beat and show them why we can't lose
Told Philly I would be there by August,
the pine a make u legendary
Copped the drop in January drop the top in February
Rimd it up n March cpril paint was flipping cranberry
May I get a witness
colder
Still throwing twenty inch swangs on the Rover
Candy like they dated twenty fifth of October
Told ya'll to chill wit that instigatin'
You say you
of cash 'cause I won't live forever (do it)
Bad bitch with a tan
Do you know one by chance?
Hundred bands in the Lamb'
Do you have one by chance?
my freedom everyday
My blues is the way
I eat your food, I live your ways
Nah, move out the way
You got me singing everyday, like
Let me breathe
You so
fast die slow live fast die slow gang gang my bro
(Verse 1)
Live fast die slow, my flow psycho, my dog my bro, push keys typo
can't snitch by code,
blue
My second time, your first time
She let me hit on the first night
Foreign cars, muscle cars
Y'all niggas just ain't living it right
Drive fast,
Thinking bout all this shit that I do for you
Gotta be your one
Can't be your number two
Roses they stay red and dead prezzies blue
Yeah dead
And I'm here reporting from the other side
Live and direct out the 505
I know you fixing to hate me for the words I write
I wanna live, why (Do) my
one life to live like YOLO
Pocket fulla blue on this white boy like the Smurfs
Back from the dead man imma call this shit a rebirth
(Yeah) White bag
the state murder
Everyday it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and retaliate
Nigga who is you, what side is you, red or blue
I gets my drop on, I
really make ya want to drop, drop
Now want to make ya go live, live
Now want to make ya go live, live
Now hold up
[Method Man]
Now I walked on ice
the homies
Blue-eyed devil with a fat-ass monkey
I'ma buy a brand new Caddy on vogues
Trunk the hood up, two times, deuce-four
Platinum on everythin',
I gotta flex for the fitness, I gotta run up them digits
I can’t afford to be broke
Need to be winning by default
So If momma need some money
I'm
on a Frenzy
Dropping out the Bentley
We been on a Frenzy
Live by the code, Da Vinci
Got the crowd jumping like bungees
Know that I'm keeping it coming
They
R.F is in his prime
Like I work at Amazon, marathon when I drop the song, it's always gon' be
On when I'm gone, hope I leave this earth
With all my
look, where we going? yeah
I'm taking over now
Been in the game since 2-3 October now
I'm fucking it up, listen to over now
I'm setting the pace
How they
off
And your girl got boy problems, told her imma solve 'em
Said that at like 3 and by 4 you'll be gone
You know you ain't safe if you fuck with my
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