Lyrics:
tune
The music's played by the madman
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever young.
Some
its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho'
And what about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world
Coming to school wit'
on parole or probation
And you can catch the case homie on vacations
It's for the rainy or so you just bang
To my young homeboy, we ain't never gettn'
Stuntin' on the low so they feel better
Damn, why they hatin' on a real nigga?
East side Atlanta where they kill niggas
I was in a coma but I stayed with you
word to em was
I can't breathe
Niggas please
cll the hate and the greed gotta stop
We are better living free
Do you Capeesh
If you live by the sword
Suavenchy
Run for cover better grab a tek
It's a shooter on the loose better grab a vest
Steve young with the magic left
Eyes closed throwing Hail
more, man
That's fool from up on the other side
Man look, bruh, this is what a nigga gon' do bruh
A nigga gon' make an example out of this young nigga
Young niggas, young niggas, young Niggas
Get rich or die tryin, get rich or die Tryin
Ima do this shit til the end of me
From the womb to the tomb
runnin' with a hatchet, muthafucka, do or die
Die muthafucka is what I'm screamin' when they go
And 187 on a muthafuckin' juggahoe!
Because I take out my
Susan said I’m her lil chocolate lil swirl
Just fucked her on camera got a tip by a nigga named earl
I swear I can’t even get mad it’s so many dumb niggas
our turf
We will burst if you surf on our wave young
Kids like me do not see how big I'm gonna be
How big my dreams are gonna be
That RF is the next big
I'ma be legendary
I'ma be legendary
I'ma do it, I'ma put on for my city
The independent grind said I'm doing it for Indy
It's 3-17 speaking for the 317
in tune
The music's played by the, the mad men
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever?
(forget)
Young nigga, still'll kill a nigga big homie (word)
Word around town, I'm ridin' 'round with a stick on me (on me)
And I'll do a walkthrough like
need me back home
They want me back home now, now now
Keep it by my side, side
I ain't want to die young, young
So I keep it by my side, side
I ain't
die-die
So ask me why-why, but I feel that God owe me my life
For the things he did, but I turn my pleasure into sin
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears
die-die
So ask me why-why, but I feel that God owe me my life
For the things he did, but I turn my pleasure into sin
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears
thing for to do
Young nigga reckless, I don't follow rules
Never a change that never I'll do
Committed to you so I never'll choose
Deep in that ocean,
Come one
Come all
No faves
Just y'all
How far
Y'all fall
I'm up
You're small
I just wanted to drop by
To let my spit fly
Let my demons lie in a grave
smoke the whole Spaulding
Dehydrated now I need water I feel the temptation
So I get to cloud nine followed by the pound sign
I'm tryna call Jesus through
for me the way I feel for you
Chaka Khan let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my
for me the way I feel for you
Chaka Khan let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my
good make I die young
So every time man have been bombing
Mack zugabe self don know me
Anytime wey me I log in
E say make I prove if I'm
nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wesson is
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