Lyrics:
about me, Chief Keef, Juvenile, and Plies?
Forget the niggas who died and niggas got murked, forget 'bout Turk
I pistol-whipped a nigga for forty
Imma' high risker
My nigga mind goin
He don't got nothing to live for
I swapped out the Bel-air for the liquor
Gotta show em that I'm different
On my ex,
(El-P)
I became toxic allotted in badly shaded cement fuselages
of juvenile non-approval and loosely smoker's school cut abandonment
Where great
the Bahamas,
Crops of marijuana protected by Big Timers,
Hand, full of ice, it's gangsta's paradise,
Expensive merchandise, I had to sacrifice for
but you ready for the race
It's a new bad bitch and it start with a J
Finna live lavish making sure you okay
Want the money have it I don't want it it's
collar you feel Gucci now
Tryna be the hero of my city without no superpower
Watch lil bro wen he got that bippy he a juvenile
If you live by it, you goin
and feel us by shouting I can't breathe
And keep fighting against injustice until that we feel that we are free
There’s a lot I gotta say, don’t be ashamed
They told me the truth is
Never surrounded by a new fence
Nor is betrayal and envy accompanied by a new face
The story can only come out in two ways
worth
I checked in on the norm
Since a juvenile callin'
Shots in the dorm
Moms said you better get right
Or shake the spot
I chose to break
Ta ni won, mi o ri won
Wey no want make I sing song
Money long I go live long
Them no wan make I live long
Steady I've been on this one
Steady
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
30, I stay with a beam (Beam)
I'm always rocking Supreme (Supreme)
Keep a bad bitch on my team
Stay with the fire, keep
hardbody
And I got downtown four partners
And I'll go to war 'bout 'em
Smoke weed on the west by my dawg house
Feel like the Godfather and I don't have
a
Focused mi nah nuh time fi a hater
When me a shoot mi nuh fire stray shot
Fi my life end, a that dem a wait pon
But pon di journey we firm, affi stay strong
it's the moment you fear
Just think, by the day over, one of us ain't gon be here
Used to ride with a bunch of niggaz, now he's ridin solo
He's dressed
Hey yo, Pooh Man get your lyrics together
For this next song, man
Ant man, I gotta fire up this dank first
I ain't fuckin' with nothing till I hit
of grimdark
Wish I didn't feel left out by the fact that I'm bi
Or the fact that I'm bicentennial percent lost
Shy and awkward
Just tryna trace these red lines
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
Time is passing... getting closer to dying
Before you know it... it's gone be over
So you might as well live it... hey
I remember being younger,
acknowledgements
Live How You Live
With Your
Slice Of The Pie
Only One Chance
You Die
Blink Of An Eye
If I Were To Die
My Name Is Got Survive
Forever And Ever
slide
No, I can't slide without my fire
Nah, I can't slide without my guys
No, slide, slide, yea slide, slide
I do good by myself
I ain't hiding, talking
Live and learn as the world turns
We emerge up out the smoke
Watch the world burn
Through Hell n Back inhale the tack
Forever high
Cause life is but
dudes talking bout hoes boasting
I was just a Juvenile, moving in slow motion
I dropped out of school to be a dude with mad jewelery
Once I got it,
about it nize it
And Rjay got the flame he let it fire when he rise it
Slide on where you claim his trigger finger get excited
12 want me detained I'm
then mailed it to another state
They tryna judge me by my lifestyle, plus these tats that's on my fuckin' face
But I'm a live this fuckin' lifestyle
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