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Despised by the people they surround
cnd feared by the higher ones.
c featureless face,
cnd a future less fate.
Burdened by the weight of existence.
Thirteen cigarettes, seven empty beer cans
Sitting on the hood, watching all the planes land
I was tired of talking so we try to steal a bait
She
We fight so beautifully
So I just gotta have it
With you I'm gonna die young
But without you nothing's fine
And I know that I should run
But I
on my mind)
You know that
24/7 Girl You all on my brain (You been on my mind)
I’m countin one two three
Seconds til lil mama leave with me
Off to Louis V
New chapter, move on, look back for what?
Ain't afraid to die, I done done it already
All that money on your mind I done spun it already
I was
the future, only see you and I (I)[00:55.95]Wishin' I had one more time with you cause you was too young to die (To die)[00:59.31]And all my niggas gon' protect
and weed
I won't rest until my road dog is free, bomb first
We bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider before you die
We ain't even come to hurt
It's Flako ATM in this bitch, man
Addicted to Money you heard, that two seven shit
Soco block, shit EPT shit nine one five shit, man
You know how we
will admit
Behind the alter
Yes ya honor
She's magnificent
Like the seven
A golden slice of heaven
I'm never accepting runner up or coming second
You can die any second so I keep my Pole
Shiesty young nigga been here on my Own
Only one of me out here no clone
And she cannot cuddle with me
Uh, I wear the gun like a gurtle
Bullet proof car got me feelin' like a turtle
Shit, these niggas ain't satisfied until they get murdered u heard
badass, nigga you scary
I been knowin' you for years, we was high school peers, in junior high
I was itchin' to kill, and you was, ready to die
Why
for the money
I wanna get fame in the game
Young nigga with the task
So i'll be going for the bag
On a 24/7 drip drip
While i stack up in the bank
Oh
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Verse 1--------
F
On a December day (December day)
C7
Nineteen Fifty-three (Fifty-three)
C7
It was a young Joe Lloyd
he died by it
So how you think I really feel I'm not too bright bout it
Always say I want it once until i want it twice
And not a second goes by where
a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans
Towns run by young guns, Outlawz and truants
Shit's
money, but my mom don't think it's funny
Call up the Homies 'cause today's the day they gonna make a man of me
A gangsta, an O.G. They say I'm young, but
(Whezzy outta here)
Pop out a tag I done did it again
Racks in my jeans and my jeans gonna sag
Since I was young I done chase me the bag
Niggas
hope she loves me
So I just done this private show I'm doing Footlocker promo
And judging from the postcode it was Shoreditch or Soho
Did 6 or 7
that I die
I die
1-2-3-4-5
Been together since like 15'
6-7-8-9-10-11
Can't wait to see you the day I'm heaven...
I didn't mean it like that
Like that
niggas with the message like Wallo
I bleed mint leaf
I grieve mentally in sync with Ne-Yo and Stevie's sensory
I squeeze until the Eagle completely
[I. The Tribulation]
The day of Judgment has arrived
Only the blessed shall survive
The second coming of Jesus Christ
Returning like a thief in
fear me
Got these niggas runnin all wild
From my double are when we ride
Motherfuckers is sure to die
Boom once I enter the room
In the air all
the morning
Alright a Faith Journey
Consist of three rules to survive
Each of these
Crucial if you do not wanna die
I recognize
To some this may come
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