Lyrics:
drivin by
Sippin and smokin
Tears in his eyes
Heartless a heathen
A soldier for life
Talkin yo shit
But you'll never survive
You won't survive
You won't
a nigga that'll die for you
And you ain't never had a nigga that'll cry for you
And you ain't never had a nigga that'll pay your rent
And you ain't never
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
to become replacer
To Zordon inside the tube, I was destined to be the face of
A brand new warrior race of
People with special gifts, who are super simply by
shocked
We got legends by the dozen so just take your time
Bout to get groupies by the millions who be super fine
Check this brand new flow that ages like
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
pain seen my brother in a casket
We was pose to grow get old glory basking
Asking god why?
He ain't die bring him back bottles in the back celebrate with
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
or slugs
Could have tortured him, told me that he didnt wanna die
We still forced him
Fuckin peeps has his bat, when we brawled they fled
Now we layin dead
at the news like, "Damn I was just with him after school"
No shop class but half the school got a tool
And a "I could die any day"-type attitude
Plus his
die, never yield
Born to command, to defy and to kill
There will be mayhem, chaos and blood
An old prophecy was foretold
A chosen soldier, Reckless
so well,
A Big Bang, I got clientele
And from the time I was only six years old
I never forgot what I was told
It was the best advice I ever had
Stare it clear in the eye
Whatever the price
Maybe brings your demise
But be willing to die before you die
So when it's your time
You never will
Every
swallow money till now we still never found it
Kindly stop using the youth for your selfish gain
Oh
PDP, APC is a brand all the same too,
No wonder many
paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail
"Anytime now
He's gonna say it's love," you never called it what it was
'Til we were dead and gone and buried
Check the pulse, come back swearin'
It's
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
Life is what you make it, you make it, you
Believe you can fly, life is what you make it
Don't let it pass by, every chance yeah you take it
Look up
i'm sell crack
but to a young nigga like me
a G ain't no turning back
trying to settle down is hopeless
when a nigga and a old lady
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
brand is what i won't do wen i'm tryna Get to know ya
I know you looking for a soldier who gone ride till Its over
We can be like bonnie and clyde
If you was my shorty would you die for me
The type to roll my L, and load the nine for me
You got until the end of all times with me
All times with
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