Lyrics:
Flying like a bee
Ready to sting
Uncovering the deeper side of me
Uncovering the deeper side of me
Lord Jesus
Sweet Jesus
To the lo-life, jackas and
Young
And I knock on virgin hoe
So and if ya dick fit
'cause it's dank and drink
Ya got me thinkin by the quick lick
I'm big wit the .44
This ain't an indo
Got
with me
Them jackas lurking errywhere
I was always taught to keep my mind on getting it
Fuck yo feelings
This ain't pta fuck volunteers
I was always
aint do that for nothin'
Quittin' aint something I can't stop it comin'
I'm numb to my toes and my life is on snooze
My soul is broken I aint got more
the Bondsmen…. Keepin' it gutta
wit my people. The thug life, back to back
catchin misdemeanors.. The drug life, servin'
junkies in front the cleaners.
My hustle got me trippin
Liftin' from my turn away's
Man this life is real
No time to be an actor
And i'll play that no man
Let me know
It's just
First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
boy beat a murder and now
I'll see him in Jumaa
And now it's only? Muhammad? for his junior
He got a second chance and
Got him a second life
I'm jokin'
to it
PARTY sent my jackas to it
Drama bring the Mac into it
And this scope will get your mouth washed when I attach it to it
Gold on my neck, I make
the ceiling
To the flo
Till that hoe don't want no more
That bitch better have my dough
suck it(repeated over)
lick it (repeated over)
I smoke by myself
pride, nigga be rid'n' by just like that can lose they life
now two families fightin', momma's cryin', askin' God why, why you put this pain in my heart,
[chorus]
Shawty so crunk she comin out her clothes
dick so big got caught in her thoart.
do it hurt?(yeah) do it hurt?(hell yeah)
one nut, two
powder, puff ya dro, come wit it
Jackas and the police at yo do, come wit it
Come to my dough, I come wit it, the gun split it, you gone get it
And if you
party with my life in the game
You know its all the same
The Jacka
The YAY AREA yeah boi that where I'm from
Pushed enough coke to have the whole world
Iraq
Rolling up cookie it calm my nerves and keep my mind on track
Verse 5
Must be getting old now I can't trust a soul
Hustle by myself trying to live
Bell rang around 3
Whole ocean of penny faces
Are cruising past me
Kids that don't even know you
But still treat you like fam
The ones that stay by
down
Don't tell em' the truth
It's the Livewire calico packa
I'm with The Jacka ruegar on my hip
Plus I'm off a couple smackers
Knock a nigga down like
First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
niggaz stay strapped
'cause ain't nothin' out here but hustlas
Drugs smugglas, and Reel Life ghetto strugglas
Young niggaz stay strapped
'cause ain't
dance partners need a dance partner too)
(Is that you?)
Life's too short to dance by yourself
Could I get you to dance with somebody
Dance with
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First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
They tell me it's the life, life, the life, life, the life
I can't go on like this, knowing that I'm just gettin' by
Can't go on like this, knowing
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