Lyrics:
life
[Chorus 2X]
[Do or Die]
Can't keep up with the paper chasin
Gonna run up with these glocks and rob the basement
Two niggaz with glocks, cock, pop,
this zip this pressure
If you want a 14 I could do it for 10 Next time 140 big fella
Next time just believe me my nigga
I was talking like this when I
a little bit smarter next time. ain't tryna get locked by the Vetch Fields
Bare unmarked c.i.d and X Fives
Fire, It's hot just like how lead feels
On job
can’t keep it real with yourself
And that’s what’s really hurting me
I walked through hell by myself
I’m from a different pedigree
S.e.x with these
finished till I'm dead
Cause yee
I FLEX,
Verse 1;
Now whats next?
Back to business stack that cheque,
Im double decked, son, dont get BUSted
By the feds
Complicated
No Pg13 or rated R life can get X Rated
(2x)
Seem like the harder that I try
1 forward two back closer I get to dyin
I’m one to say what’s on my
have this?
I wasn't sure i had a window to
Throw out my pot of piss
Now-Now-Now this verse is to show
Whose life was worse
That's why I'm a bad boy
and, i can get the diesel, own T by 11
if you wanna do the math, dont come back til' you sold every gram for a hundred and a half
uh, keep up if you
They get everything they want and
They just call daddy and I'll have
It to them by the morning
I'm a young paid nigga, got it made nigga
Not bad, I quit
Because is like hide and go seek
So you can cover your eyes then count to ten
By the time they open up
That's when the fun begins
Because they know where
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
bumped by the finest, 3X in my mouth shinin
Backstage Donna Karan shades, crushed diamonds
I'm climbin, 2 the top like Pac when I rhyme
Follow my path
If a judge gave me life Ill probably cry
I'd look my babies in they eyes
Like sorry daddy tried
I watch how all these niggas lie
Really should I care
ah
Keep up with the seasons
I got jittas that's whipping mercedez
From pushing the cv's
So we rap like
That brand life
Don't be fooled by the rap life
The weight has been lifted
I buried the knife (buried)
Here comes the elephant carried by mice
Here to marry the mic (marriage)
The one tusk cut
with
Why should I open up on somebody elses carelessness,
There goes the top, nigga, so here it is
Mama workin' all day, Daddy out in the streets
it's half ten and I'm looking in the mirror at me
So how I come I can see two and a half men?
I sell it by the bottle (I ship it by the crate)
Oh I'll
the gentleman for the lady you raised
He's the only man, next to my daddy
That I know I'm gonna love for the rest of my days
Please, Da, will you give him my
daddy's ghost
You pulled me in and hold me close
Ever since you died
Time been flying but it's seeming slow
Feel like I just seen you a week ago
And by
LIVED THOSE SONGS (BACK THEN)
We were 16 wild and free
Caught somewhere in between
Innocent and knowing too much
Life was simple and we were crazy
the original birthplace
Who gettin' 10 20 life on they first case, my niggaz
This game wasn't told to me, it was sold to me
And we are never free, no way
Not in
frightening
Son we’ll get you through this college stuff, don’t take your life, and
Yo momma love you, I love you, yo brother by your side, and
Meanwhile, I’m
digit
Money can't buy happiness, Fuck you,
mi prefer fi rich
What is legacy if
Money Nuh deh deh fi mi kids?
Weh den ago pay di bills with, daddy
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