Lyrics:
life in fear
There is just no way to know
What is waiting at our landing
Down below
There is no way of knowing
There is no way to say
If we go there
the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dog
Came wit many foes
Spend ya benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
You
start cuddling me
They see me overseas, doublin' P, like BWP
Two black boys in a Tesla
That ain't suttin' you see
Man used to get bus W3 white Hart lane
from trigger hap...
"Hello London, you lucky lucky people - Mark E" [sung by Ed Blaney]
I was walking down the street again and again
[mobile phone
Ah
Wait, wait, it's the kids next door ?
Hell yeah, it's the kids next door
We're breaking in and yet they still applaud
We're dropping hits and bet
such a lot of money
Would be funny
Oh, I wish I could be like you
Rikky rock'n' roller
Today a new jet plane
Tonight it's a new hotel
You live in
and live another day
Trees and sacks, backpack full of cash, out the door
Hit the ride, hear my tires screechin' in the back
'Amonos, dámelo, caete con
Spanish with the plug havin' convos
Bleek Lair ran lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carload
In the top, hit
are rats im the snake, cause in the grass imma wait
And I'm surrounded by gorillas true to life killers that will turn your noodle to pasta to run this
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
heard that one live on the airwaves for the first time bruv
We was pumping it
Man come to my door was like, "Rah man, that's a bit loud you know?"
I'm
taking your one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it
really, actually leaving the place I used to call home
Seven thousand three hundred days, give or take
Of swearing blind that I'd never leave and that
at the quick mart
Gave em 2 zips in a zip lock
Make her top me off till her lips lock (Both of em)
3 Cuban links pendants mixed up
I just stuffed 10 racks inside
move forward by the aid of symbols
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter
that ghost like a ouija board
My mixtape a sell out the cd store
The sweet like they got diabetes or
Nigga go both ways like a swinging door
Bust down
live by
Lets get one thing I won't turn on my bros
BND just know them three things tied to my soul
Fuck around catch something hollow tip lead dumping
Kick down yo door like Django
Wussy boy tryna tango
We don't got the same agenda
You and me don't share the same goal
Living my life like a manga
I
damn this shit is pretty common
Fuck a bitch on live on the gram and she Mormon
Take a bitch down in London
Give a fuck if she taken
Whoa
She thinking
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son
That who so ever believes in him shall not perish but have ever lasting
that hoe candy, workin it backwards
Lookin at her titties got my dick hard like she's a private dancer
Kicked the door down, his pants down, my gat in
and even in dying coudent beat his death
i see no reason to stop cheeseing
ever since L said throw's 3 G's in
and we can get down and split the wealth
thats
It's like I live a double life
I'm feeling like I'm 40
Kids and a troubled wife
They wake up by the side
Wonder what the day becomes
I dance between my
him fair play
I've done it in the evening
I've done it broad day
I used to do it in the Heath
Way by the Broadway if I see him then I'm
Spinning like
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