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this
Take this, limitless pill like I did
Now I gotta limitless thrill like bad kids
See the money before I get it like stack this
Repping H-Town Sauce
about snow angels and that being new Yorkers, we may not be able to see the stars in the sky, but when it snows, they will fall from the sky just for us.
(no)
Smash, dip (dip)
Then I go do it again (again and again)
Bust my nut
I'ma be gone by the count of ten
They ain't hoes if you count on them
worries
Just don't let them control you
This year we might be turning twenty two
So let's take the whole summer
Baby keep the toasts coming
I don't see
The perspective of a
Mature Kid on a concrete jungle
Living life by one rule, stay away from trouble
His own bubble, frustrated cant even do it
Quit
I'm gonna talk about the most important people in our lives
Never forget that
I wanna talk about the two people that raised us
And no i'm not gonna
as long as the mic's on that's when I get my run on
battle anybody come bring your whole crew
you want the short black eskimo come see me in my
to call
Each and every one of y'all out let's see who's real
And who's fake when it come to the funk
I'ma bring it to y'all live and direct
Burnin down these bridges bases
Just too see who's two facing
Can you see my mood changing
Got me in the booth shaking
Told you imma be the one to take
dont drive by
You'll end on up news
Get a page all inna paper
But it won't be nothing good
Cuz if yo lil group not from round here
then dont come up
Free them
My crew locked in the streets can't see them
Hook- 2x
Time's up
No snooze on the
Clock, ticking
Watch the way my wrist tocks
Glock
him
Wait get the two
No imma get the crew
Yeah we gone roll up on that nigga we gone turn him blue
Just like my money nigga yeah they look the same
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
Studying this just how to be a true playa. Wanta ask me some questions?
Yea son. Let me see this. Oh they didn't have questions like this when I grew up
Studying this just how to be a true playa. Wanta ask me some questions?
Yea son. Let me see this. Oh they didn't have questions like this when I grew up
Flatbush, Lenox and Want about the Eastside
The 40's, The 50's, The 90's, B's or C's High
Crown Heights, Franklin Avenue, Lo Lifes and Folks
that the shit that I'm lovin
Fuckin dese hoes ain no cuffin
Don't talk bout bodies you was sum
Live by that gun you gon die by that gun
Don't be in these
can't touch this nigga i be on my hammer time
Grammar fine
Stammer nahhh
Cause this shit really mine
Really shine
Ain't tryna live just like the other
“[One Life]”
[(Jonathan Burkett)]
[Feat. Ambelique]
Produced By Willi Lindo
(Intro)
One life you’ll,
let's all be thankful for life
and all
to call
Each and every one of y'all out, let's see who's real
And who's fake when it come to the funk
I'ma bring it to y'all live and direct,
and I
Been threw aside by the system
Too many times, man fuck playin victim
Two different lives, you want money and the bitches
I'm tryna be god, what's
mama, son, & H.O.G.G.L.I.F.E
Put on yo' gym shoes
Unfit problems we gone work'em out
My heart been blue
It past away so Ima love yu by mind
Girl it ain no
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