Lyrics:
ain’t real enough
Worldwide Winner never giving up, we live up, live it up
We don’t play no games!
We gonna show you what’s real, show you what’s real!
the moonlight
Come to my town you dead by midnight
Gotta get it how you live
Hustlin gotta pay bills
First of the month
No food for the kids
Ski mask duct tape I
think about fucking her
And go fuck my other bitch that live in fucking Pink Houses
I don't know what the fuck I'ma do
But check it
How you spell
a mule
to put my kids through school
Live by my number one rule, got to support my crew
I’ve got nothin’ to lose, divin’ head first in the pool
I’ll be
Yo yo, you heard what happened to that dude yo
(You don't want to wind up, with your head tied up)
The nigga got his head blown the fuck out
See Trix are for kids, and boo I'm too old
Go 'head, with your games
Don't ever come back to me again
Where you go, remember me
I'm the best
get eclipsed
And then I star in the movie (LexNour)
Where the underdog leaves the
Wholе game straight confused
You think you rappin' with a
God, you
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Yah yah yah yah yah
They gon have to cut my head off
They gon have to cut my head
They gon have to cut my head off
They gon have to cut my head
They
at birth
You need to practice and rehearse
Take action like a verb
Speak prophetic like a proverb
Can't blame the game, hustle everyday
Put the work in get
the fall
(If I lose it all, nothing's gonna break the fall)
I got my head in the game I'm on a mission
But ever day is the same, a demolition
We are
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
I'm living life in vein
And these games that we are playing
Are driving me insane and leaving me darranged
So let me stop now! arrange a marriage
(no! no! no!)
Get ya head bust, get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust
Killa, yo uh
(Leave me alone, I just like to live my life)
I
go by
Tonight is the night
Let's have a good time
Playing games at night
While the hours go by
Party all night until we see that sunrise
Head hurting
Been tryna get you out my head
Been tryna get you out my head
Been tryna get you out my head
Tryna get you out my head
Over my dead body
You
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
live to retire
Cash flow extreme, dress code supreme, vocabulary obscene
Definition-street player, you know who I mean
High rollers
Yeah
hot and we changing the game
If it's not there then I'm making a lane
I live this life so lavishly
Got a shawty by my side she a masterpiece
Got my
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday
Forcemajr yeah still learning
New to the game but the head speed turning
Live by the code that's trapping and burning
Got no time for the pigs
to keep my head clear so I don't fall off
Steady hanging by a thread but whose to say I'll live long
Trying to maintain living lost in thought
Feels I'm
flavor you happen to see
I live by the light of the silvery spoon
And a jolly good morning to the good folks who do
Come fill up your heads til your
gave you crime action stories, live from the bricks?
Now it's more diamonds, more bread, more bitches, more head
More land to cover and haters get more
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