Lyrics:
flocking the stitchy
Don't try to plot
'cause them shottas be with' me
They gon' empty, it get risky
Bullets hit him, he drop like he tipsy
Too Tact, in
familiar faces and in my soul a tsunami I'd rather be at home in the area with the boys
By district in capechon
Parashok on the pocket
He's good because
Parts of me were made by you
And planets keep their distance too
The moon's got a grip on the sea
And you're gonna live forever in me
I guarantee,
a misnomer
Because he's...
He's na
Mino, keep going, keep going, we can't stop
We're live
He's not treating music as the art form that it is
And so, what
on the page, it's all part of his plan
Now your life doesn't have to be such a wreck
Live it how you want, the devil makes you feel blessed
He tells me he will
up in a dream
Hyper sized and sexualized
Subdued we end our lives
Set free we fly
Please don't idolize
Please don't ostracize
Just get by in life
You
And your favor raise me
All the way
You will never let me down
Na you wey ah di follow
I count my blessings
Name them one by one
Anywhere you want
Make I go
the night time
I come alive
See me on my grind by the waves
Ocean front I'm in the shade
Filming movies vma's
Starring scenes Johnny Blaze
All my life I'm
this cash
Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat
Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back
Chorus:
(Nature)
I
lives in you
You know (You know)
No matter what they do
No matter what they did to you
He'll make a way
For you (You know you know)
Oh we take flight up
encounter a dog fight
Like its whatever this muzzle ready for whoever
Lil’ shorty of his own only want him to live through betta
He say, “Swear feel no one in
a big ass bang
Them gangsta ass rhymes with that country ass twang
Dropped, "Tell Me Something Good" took off and went live
Shit, next thing you know we
clout in the game, boys calling us the greatest
But meanwhile me and Pimp is still ducking haters
The old manager calling and say he fina' sue
K
I'm tryna live it up, let's go
I'm out broad day, what you Tupac say
I'm tryna hit 'em up, cruisin' down this street
Bomb on my lap, don't make me
watching our democracy decay away
Hindering our freedom as time fades away
Nobody seem to care if it doesn't affect their pay
So let me live and be happy in
know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage
Do wat you gon' do to me
After the show I'm wit my fans givin' kisses and hugs
While you get bodyguard by
From the
Tyrant dressed in our disguise
I'mma ride until the end even if I get
The push back for all my friends
Cah you know that I'm a fighter
Let me
P-C-P in his veins
He lives inside a quart
Johnny is a punk rocker
Johnny is he queer?
Johnny needed two bags
And a car to commandeer
Johnny wasn't
locked in
Gangstas put me in they top ten (they know)
I be the same ol' G
Play the rules we abide by (put me in yo' top ten, nigga)
You know live by
who lives in me
I've got my eyes on the prize and that's life for eternity
So forgive my pride if I slide into vain glory
Cause I'm striving to be Holy
Heights, the nigga live three flights up
He type buck, but I ain't givin a fuck
Grab his bitch up, make the hoe go first in case
the nigga buck, open
On the battle field in sunny France
A hero brave did stand
He thought of friends he loved so well
In dear old Newfoundland
When a vision bright
the Tims, keep your bread
And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin let me hear you say right
much
Didn't know who to trust
I could only count on me
Out in playing in these streets
Had to change up my hustle
Had to live with the struggle
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