Lyrics:
Surrounded by sharp objects
Been makin' fun of people for
Bein' weak and too sensitive
But I feel like I might kill
Myself from reading all their messages
hate to do
Livin' in the city, where the G's die young
And the niggas be heartless so I'm that trigger black
Peel a cap, make a slug come at your rack
We took plenty risk
Gambles with my life that's what it is yeah
You going live broke or die rich
Build this from the ground brick by brick huh
I'm
see he was there
By the time I realized, bullets was hittin the air
Just then my nigga whole neck got hit
Saw he dropped and I knew we was in some
the zodies played for Arteta
I would die for it/forward/, I'm a marty nearly/Martinelli
Painta told me you a sack of/Saka shit
All of y'all tryin' to wear
Gladiator, blast a hater, put em in a coffin
For coughin', that thera-flu won't do
Gonna need more if you don't
Wanna see the lord
Tell me what ya livin' for
and I'll be your Clyde
Side by side and watch the haters die
Baby we ment
I can tell you buy that shit you gangsta bitch
I start to thing that
they fantasize? (Fantasize)
When we ride it's a must adversaries die every time
Yes, yes, y'all, not $hort but Snoop Dogg
And you know it's like
die?!
Judging books by covers you could die scary
Man the truth is that it ain't in Libraries
That's why I keep a cross like Stephon Marbury
Man these
walk like a gangsta
Watch for them haters - they tryin' to get your paper
The streets is a foul thing, a wild thing
You wasn't locked in Sing Sing - you
nigga
South side till I die
Mississippi
Weak bitch
This hot shit by David Banner
Your ain't gotta go no where nigga
I'm up in this city, you can
what I live, call me Reverend
Haters need to stop it
This the take off, Rockets
Forever I grind for mine, it ain't no stoppin
Tryin to milk the game like
gold
Not by anybody hustling trying for goals
They just want results in the gym oh tryna be swole
Tryna fit in with the crowd like tryin on clothes
call me I got my own phone
But you ain't moving into my home
You think I'm tryin fuck bitch you wrong
When I'm tryin fuck we set in stone
Ring on you
Motivated by this self-progress
Investing in myself, tryin' to see what I can gross next
I ain't gon' lie, this 380 be hidden well inside my sweats
But lately
of the air, over the cattle, and over all the earth
[Tech N9ne]
Projected image across my soul saying can't (Die)
Many death situations but that ain't (Why)
I
the trap clickin' like they some tappin' shoes
It was either get rich or die, I had to choose (I had to choose)
Get Rich or Die Tryin', Curtis Jackson move
(Chorus)x3
Nigga, it's all about the drama
Packin' pistols when we ride
Mothafuckas about to die
It's about to be some shit!
(L-Burna)
I'm
a hatin nigga die
It's too much money but, not enough time
But if you get your foot, in the do', then you gotta climb
to the top, but haters gon' hate,
Kick your door down and have you tryin' to jump your own fence
Chorus
Second Verse:
You haters ain't no friend of mine
Boys don't want to let me shine
you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay
to be solved
I got a lot on my heart, scorn the weary
Never believin' no woman
'cause bitches lie on the frequent
Live and die by this gun
Niggas ain't
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
spell it out for ya ass if you tryna read
You fall like the spot behind ya knees
You get sufforcated when you tryin to breathe
I dare you to try
.png/220px-Carnage_(Marvel_Comics_character).png "Carnage")
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