Lyrics:
'm an opportunist, I'm that typa boy that's tryna get it by any means
YSTBC the ArtiQulator boy I'm all about my bizz
They don't believe that I'm a boss until I tell
love the applause
And they loving these bars
And they loving these bars
They call me young Wacka Flocka how I do it with No Hands
Because I make that
and
Lies but i am going to
Preach to you the truth until you
Are free of that fear – Malcolm X
The fearful attitude
In the beginning, fear was a basic
on my mind that I been holding inside
When I got that phone call, I dropped my phone & cried
Second thought was Lets get them
Said Somebody Gon Die
His
that
Unless the nigga died by the police
Every time I come through the hood
They done put a young brother on a tee
And y'all ain't give a fuck about him
they second guess
Nigga you ain't raw, like dope that's re compressed
I'll kick in your fuckin' door everybody in your house die
You better stay in line
as shit
Eighty-nine switches, shit, we runnin' out of Glocks to fit
Eighty-eighths up in my system, bitch, I'm bout to take a trip
Smokin' eighty-seven
things get too real
Blukka, Blukka
And thats the code that you die by
Real gangsters walk up after we drive by
Witnesses really don't witness a thang
I
never pull the trigger, live and die in my state
Why I'm falling in the river while they open the gate
So get rich mother fucker die young or just die
won’t outshine the support for a young G, with a plastic knife to spread across his bread.
All these people got me thinking I’m giving them nothing.
I’ma love it until I break her back
(Break that back)
And I’ma blow her a kiss and a smile
(There’s that smile)
With my luck I’ma miss by a mile
(Miss by
every second stackin'
Paper every week i'm in the field nigga
I might run up in some cleats
Was in Japan so long I
Almost learned to speak, had to leave
Bitch i'm young and turnt untill i die a cause a young nigga lit
Ion need no stylish i put that shit on everyday just check the fit
Why the fuck a nigga
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
Okay
They said, "Tec keep popping these pills and you gon' die young"
Well excuse me bitch, I'm just tryna have fun
Smoking cigarettes, yeah we got
Monday morning
7:45 AM
Listen
It was a special date for young Johnny Gate
Starting his eighth grade year in a different state
His momma yelled from
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
there's no final call
Death doesn't have a shadow
ct the strangest moment you face The fall
I'm only here for a light year
Only time until it
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
that Tokyo until a n**** look Asian
B**** I ball hard
Sugar-Slim my sports agent
Young Paul George
I'm Indiana Pacing
Surging with that yappa I
bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so I'mma die by the trigger
My chest gettin' bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so
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