Lyrics:
Feel the substance
And breath it in
I think I’m losing it.
Patience is paper thin
Let me bleed
As the blade sinks in
When all the streets run red
live up in the hills
Smoking so much gas that I think I got the chills
Whole gang coming up we tryna count up all these bills
We had to go and get it we
the rank
I don't care if you know frank
All your talking is poppycock
It's all insured by Plymouth Rock
I'm spitting hit and runs
Ask ghost I got a Tommy gun
i highly doubt it
And the cap its not around me cus i won't allow it
You dont have no bucks
Oh You outta luck
You better run it up
Before yo time is
To dry your wet hair
And be unfazed by rejection
Cause life is good, not fair
Oh, and I can't live on
As long as I want
But I swear I'm gonna live
I swear
the streets
He's my dude, and you better get used to things
And I don't care what you say about me
They say
That he does it with the best, runs it in
the streets
He's my dude, and you better get used to things
And I don't care what you say about me
They say
That he does it with the best, runs it in
and robbers
By then we used to shoplift
And that became a problem, we aimed it before we shot it
We hold the gun with both hands, it seemed like we was
know what it's gone take to make it great it's so hard to try my best when not a soul appreciates what I've been doing on my own I'm by myself with time
I reach nigga take a hint
Try and run you gon' die by that shit
I'm on fifty I see through the tints
Call me Stevie I shoot with no guidance
Niggas
all waiting
I'm going to live my life
Like I get only one
Time is a thief flying by
Precious moments in short supply
When its done its done
I won't find
she just breathes before leaving
Running fast across the highway,
Trying to find her path and live her own life
Just give me a chance
I want to run
they cain't
I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
No Limit, you can start it, but we niggas is the hardest
To deal wit, keeps
to make a change with lyrics and beats
And that's the way I try to live it
I'm guided by the spirit
The lords down for with me and Dee Shy committed
I
on vacation
The pastor is my teacher, teach me my education
The world that I live in is full of temptation
The negativity became an activity
Killing
This is the dawn of the dead
Don't let it live in your head
And then now as the sabbath begins
It wakes your nightmare again
So run away if you can
the what to cut
Fake niggas get flipped
In mic fights I swing swords and cut clowns
Shit is too swift to bite, you record and write it down
I flow like
We on a store run
We gotta go before the lord comes
Old heads beefing right inside the store front
Dice games by the poured rum
Collecting winnings
, starting to like, I'm Isolated
And it is by no fault but my own, untill a nigga pass
'Cause nice guys live hope in but always finish last
guaranteed a sequel
Talkin’ cheap & all I spit is heat
You need me I don’t need you
I start a tab run it up (Run it up)
I flip a bag and double up (Double
why this was left wrong when I weren't in my right mind
Yeah it spins and it turns
Just know we live and we learn
Yeah I put those regrets in a riz
Baby I'm gunna love you
You don't say shit about it
Tell me who you fuck and I won't trip about it
Imma let her do her thang cause she can't live
Don't Shoot Me Gunboi
Yeeaa Yeaa Yea
Ay
Who you is? Where You At
What we doing here
Make a stack, double back
Make it disappear
Most of y'all in
understand
Niggas getting killed for stealing on stolen land
Niggas getting hung while they on they morning run
Mighty is the tongue but I suggest you keep
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