Lyrics:
and raw
Chainsaw metaphor that leave your brain sore
This ain't a game, I'll leave you maimed
Allow me to explain, I thrive on the pain while robbin'
tighter
I ain't a fighter Im a writer
That can out shine any rhyme and go higher
Best believe we all know what will get under your skin
Because you lived in
some handles
Oh, you broke his heel, you could show me what a band do
Give me a spark, I need it like this candle
Chokin' off the charts like you Julius
be staggered after this, it's your time to funk
Yes, it's happening again, you are under attack
Pulled a little wink, striking out bunch of sparks
niggaz ain't true
I broke bread wit u nigga showed u where I lived
U talkin nigga but u dont understand wat real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga
they just let my ass out the damn door
Umm.. (yea)
[chorus: sampled singer]
You gonna make me spark somebody up (yo, you, you and you)
If ya keep
the bomb drop
Hook:
It’s tough to win when you’re suffering from the ills of a life lived hard
I’ve had enough of them and their muttering about the way I
the game, put the wave in it
Go and tap yo veins, put the needle in it
I'll snatch you by your head, like an eagle did it
Shootout with the police, like
Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was
thankful 4 evrythang you know
You think it's eazy bein me na hold on dogg
Let me explain sumthin to all of y'all
I got a mama an' a daddy 3 bruthas no
I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high and then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm
...
I'm just being real as possible!
You know it's best to quit the yap if you ain't bout that talk
Seen since bodies, seen some homi's been around that
you can't afford to see
Gave an arm and knee but they ain't getting one more part of me
Bombarded me, they ain't say pardon me, obviously
Weren't
with success but I got a different idea
Niggas act like stickin' to your shit ain't a simple idea
Don't know who robbed you but I'll call if I get
it
We done lived some long hard lives
Girl I'm a soldier I ain't quitting I be putting in work
I got this thing by my side yeah
And if they want it I
I ain't been the same
All this blood that I bleed
All these tears shed
All These miles on my feet
I'll smile through defeat
You see me and I see
The Truth and The Reason
I can't give you the answers (Nope)
I try to do the right thing
But I swear by god
I'm not Spike Lee, I skip my school days (Fuck
bitch
But it's Tunechi bitch and right now
I'm here checkin' in for
The mothafuckin' appreciation
Who the fuck is Stevie J?
If you don't know by
Now, you
spark up this girl scout
I'm Smoking till this life ends
I only get high with my white friends
That's probably why you see me with white friends
Smoking
askin shit
They already know that it's me cuz
That shit Gas!
I ain't even spark a match but that shit so fire
You don't even have to ask to know that
ain’t all my cheese, I just could of went bought me a bitch
I Just went went and ran up some shit , I ain’t even go by me a fit
Man these lil niggas Cap
my halo ain’t a shinin’
Should be blindin’
Kinda Bad girl (kinda)
I wanna know why
I wanna go by
All the rules that i learned as a child
By
gettin' paid
Everything I do is strictly for them Hamiltons and Franks
You ain't fuck with me back then, you don't deserve to say my name
This just me I
Super
This for the gang, oh
Is that your Rollie, man, is that your Rollie?
DJ EscoMoeCity
Spark up your dodie, then you check your Rollie
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