Lyrics:
ride
Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player
'Cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed
trailing anymore
He's ahead of the race while maintaining his innocence
Little does he know his train is derailing
And he's about to be raped by this game
Toe over toe on the edge ,
I found no better way to live
Been wanting the same thing ever since I was a kid
Take one to the head
Sittin thinnkin
changing in my head
I thought I could change it
I shouldn't take so long to prove it
Why am I walking so fast now ?
How did I start to run the movie
and out of my head)
No mind games; I'll take love instead
(Into my heart and out of my head)
I need your help to find a way
(I need your help)
Into my
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
playing games
They ain't really reppin' but they all yelling gang
Fuck around get eaten by them sharks riding waves
Standing with my brothers fo' we all in
sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with takin the backstreets
You'll
tell me what's lame
Now that I'm back now niggas is feeling ashamed
Don't wanna say I'm the king of the game
you know that I mean it again
uh
live by
have them all to yourself
I don't need no heads games
I will be just fine by self
Hook
Said she love me
Love me love me
But she loves too many ×3
along
Everybody wants a bite
Don't happen overnight
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house, five cars, you're in charge
Comin'
In this dirty game keep your head
Nigga we don't feel the pain
Get your weight up realize money over fame
Dollar bill dollar bill I need my change
In
Yeah hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Now I've been in this game
presumptions
The rap game in Kerala need a villain I filled it
Hated by everyone 'cause my disses keep killing
South side I thought you shared those feelings
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
her give me head
So she won't remember where I live - my game is tight
Baby no need to bring pajamas, you ain't staying the night
No disrespect, I
burn up in flames
While I'm in it for the long game
It's the long game
Take your head and lift it up listen up
Ain’t no way your giving up after putting
that's my game
What comes first: fantasy itself or
the question it solves?
I think my head is full of chaos,
like a secret box,
like a secret box
I think
long in a gunfight
Manna get shit up
Yeah, heads get pricked off
If I know where you live
Doors get kicked off
Then plenty of shots get licked off
Bill
blammo
Did this have whisky in
Or was it nitroglycerine?
I'll find out on the way out
If I'm spouting flaming piss again
'Cause if I live another day
played many games, hurt by many girls
Been all around, lookin' for love but no one to trust
I been locked down with the big boys, see I changed now
live by
This is how it go
I met Hella 2 faced people
Stay away I taste evil
Me and you are not equal
I don't want to turn lethal
Hole in your head see
have asbestosis
Durag on my head daily but before that I always had a rap on my head
Always got rhymes on my thoughts bitch
Because bars live rent free
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