Lyrics:
to survive
Back when i had no money and no ride
Back when i had to slide through to get by
Tears in my eyes yo the anger makes me cry
Uchiha burning rage take
through the back door
The murder rate is sky high
Nigga holla ride or die
Youngin' sling that iron it ain't no mo takin' pride
So put yo' fist up in yo'
through the back door
The murder rate is sky high
Nigga holla ride or die
Youngin' sling that iron it ain't no mo takin' pride
So put yo fist up in yo
explained by the anger
And I'm holding on a glock, that's keeping one up in the chamber
I'ma strut it like a gangsta, so my niggas get they bang on
Hopping
ain't really the s***
They simply farting
By the way I've been disheartened
That's why I started
I noticed that ninety-nine percent of Black artists
Take
Caught with the nine by my side
Am I dead or alive?
I've been feeling like a demon
With the devil in my eyes
I've been scheming, they've been
Enslaved abolishment
Need a way back home
Dismay, I feel you, can't wait anymore
Climbing chambers, hour by hour
Running from enslavement
Seeking
restore the new chamber
Wu-banger number 9, expert precision and design
Mastermind the plan took a matter of time
>From the confinds of the cold world I
orbit, Wu restore the new chamber
Wu-banger number 9, expert precision and design
Mastermind the plan took a matter of time
From the confines
Sparrows sit. A grOSbeak
betrays itself, by that
peculiar squeak--ary EFFECT
of SLIGHTest tinkling
measures. Soundness
pleasing ... We hear!
Does
wit'
Cause this is too explicit
For your bitch clique
Gray race coupe, being chased by state troops
Four blockin' and escape routes
Firm grip knowing
wit'
Cause this is too explicit
For your bitch clique
Gray race coupe, being chased by state troops
Four blockin' and escape routes
Firm grip knowing
things right, man!
I'm the plague, motherfucker, take a look at me, bitch
I smash those fuckers and they flee like scared kids
No escape! I am everywhere
A little corny, I know
But we was happy, fasho
It didn't last that long
So I went solo
Back then, I went by slick nick
Still watching cartoons, drinking
chambers, hollow tip in the clip
Smoke a dick, no time for the games and dramatics
We blessed every morning with today's mathematics
Put a hole in your
crew?
They have been captured by mummies
I have inhaled a thousand years of dust
Stranded alone
Glory and treasure are here no more
Searching through
Is this illness an excuse? Is all the drama acting
In slow-mo I see my homebro passing
Narcos across a cruel chamber of gassing
Put the flame
out the dark chamber
Express my anger, never run from danger
Servin mo' yayo, dash from the ranger
Die by the hand of the unknown stranger
My position
5'9" in a skintight dress
Standin' by the bar lookin' unimpressed
Walked up, asked her how she liked the set
Looked me up and down and she just
a lil' sunrise (catch it)
Caught me by surprise (I just wanna bop)
Waterfalls make me weak (no)
So I, so I creep (woah)
Mermaids on the reef
am never fucking going back
Back to when i had to struggle just to survive
Back when i had no money and no ride
Back when i had to slide through to get
(skrrr)
Tell me yo name and just how you get by
(How you get by lil mama)
She want be high off my lil supply
(She want be high off my lil supply)
Treat you
held up
by the platforms beneath them
And closed it
I pointed this out
And proved it
To little goggled-eyed tight buttocks
No doubt
They've already
a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay
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