Lyrics:
the life you have to lead
When you come home what you gonna do
Oh brother, oh brother
Don't you try to deny
What you know to be true
The same
All my life I've been carried by grace
Don't ask me how 'cause I can't explain
It's nothing short of a miracle I'm here
I've got some blessings
what we got in store for ninety-four
As I continue to give you more
"You know daddy's home."
This is how we gonna try to bring it to you one time
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
about it
If it does then tell me what the hell happened to Deborah
She was beaten to death by her brothers and her sisters
They showed no mercy because
never look for nobody to love me I do that for me
I try not to reminisce got plenty bad pass stories
I remember e everything I learned can't go back to it
Tryna sell them bricks
(Give me that, give me that) Remember we was selling shit
Crackheads all around us they inhaling shit (Mmm-mmm-mmm)
I got brothers
how they crucified Christ on that tree.
But Satan, the snake himself, wasn't so at ease.
Well, he took his crooked finger,
And he dialed the phone by
little Todd grow"
I remember tear drops on my pops face
Looking down at me standing on the staircase
Handsome brother with a smooth goatee
Makes me
my ass off today
Jus like it's no tomorrow
Aye 2 twin glocks they
Fraternal
Aye this off this dome
Ain't no journal
Ices my brother 4L
that's eternal
fame really don't entice him
A few niggas probably tell you they don't like him
But them lil niggas know better than to try him
Clean record with
lockdown by ten
I'm afraid you can't talk your way out of this one, son
Now four walls are your twenty-four hour a day, constant companions
Hey, in
Threw it in the back
Coming out from my room
Just to clear the track
So I'm back, on my, shit
Little, bitch, watch your, lip
Got it back around 4 times
him lackin', we gon' bust him (yeah)
.45, don't like to tussle (bop-bop)
I fucked his sister, yeah
If she try to fight me, shoot her brother (yeah)
the bread with my brothers
But can't forget my mother
She told me live and die by everything you try
(and lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive)
get killed
I FaceTimed my brother that Blood me in, you see this big, 4L, on my neck
Pussy nigga had the nerve to text me back and say, "Who the fuck
tryna talk, nah
Snitches get stitches
These niggas be snitches
Snitches get coffins
That's just how I'm livin'
That's just how I'm bomin'
Try me if
(FIGHT!)
Rico Got That Fye
They asking me where I been at
War in the trenches, I did that
Four fin might push ya' shit back
Speaking on me, get ya'
left your brother past tense
And you won't sleep
About some old beef
How you so gang but you want peace
Like
Boy try to beef he a loser
Oj leave him in
not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Drag me by the neck
You want your holy grail
Try not to overthink it
I try but always fail
But I
It's crazy when your brother turn to a stranger
You don't know if it's all love
Or you really in danger
I was born with a price on my head
Abortion
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
a while
I miss you but I try not to cry
As time goes by
And I'm sure you reached a better place
And I'd still give
The world is in your face
Me
a while
I miss you but I try not to cry
As time goes by
And I'm sure you reached a better place
And I'd still give
The world is in your face
Me
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