Lyrics:
right
I'm tired of the torture
Tired of the fights
I just want you back
Right here by my side
You been out my life
But you on my mind
I'm haunted by you
to the cassies
NYC, top-down, Big blastin'
Nas said I'd be a legend, nigga, don't gas me
Hot in '97, Funk Flex had to ask me
"How you make out that beef with
deep in my heart, it really could be
I just try my best to like go all out
Some might even say, "Yo shorty black you're buggin' out"
Zulu Nation,
deep in my heart, it really could be
I just try my best to like go all out
Some might even say, "Yo shorty black you're buggin' out"
Zulu Nation,
(XCX)
Glitter in my sheets
Dancing on no sleep
I don't learn, wanna burn, wanna turn all the way up, yeah
I don't learn, wanna burn in the dirt
Or stomped out
By thirty niggas In da club
I feel like pac With
All dis Carolina love
I walk da talk If I say it
I'm gonna do it
Money on my state of mind
sins
Loudly run by those fuckers pulling up at his house, sticking their nose in it, left with no choice but to pull a machete from the boot of his car,
off in the west set
Had a baby girl by some dude
I used to hear second-hand from her brethren
That the youth was vexed, "yo kardinal I need food"
I
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
(Ay)
Now we got bricks in the couch (Bricks)
50k in the pouch (50k) J's in the lot in and out (J's)
My diamond hit my nigga, ouch (Uh)
I put this
get to the R
If I don't get you today then I'ma get you tomorrow
As soon as you come out your crib I'ma be right
(By your side)
Where I'm supposed
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
album
You know, just battling and shit
Used to play ball
Shout out to all the niggas
I killed in Morningside
Mook, you know about that shot in
The middle
stand in awe
We stand in awe of You
We stand in awe of You
Not by might (not by might)
(Oh) not by power
By Your spirit, God
Send Your spirit,
knows what
I would've done if I wasn't locked
Up right now as soon as
I found out, I told them to just lock me in
And I've basically just been by myself
afflicted in very many ways
Crushed down but not destroyed
We are struck now and again
But by Mercy and by Your Grace
We have been saved
We have been saved
and just sit down
I live loud and I rap loud
And I stand by what I spit out
Black Race is on top now
Haters all in my background
It's sacrilegious and rap
had me out there by my damn self
Another day in the life
Uncle Meth but this time I brought the family in
Murder was the case, you can't relate?
(niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble
Uh oh, fresh out the bed
Let's go out and be wild
Do it while we can (do, do)
Runnin' free in the world
We've got all weekend (do, do)
Tear it up, tear it down
Gettin'
Let's go out and be wild
Do it while we can (do, do)
Runnin' free in the world
We've got all weekend (do, do)
Tear it up, tear it down
Gettin'
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