Nhạc sĩ: Clifford Harris | Lời: Clifford Harris
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me Got a smile, throw it even though you hate it All I ask is that you pray for the best You know we always payin' attention Always out here limpid Niggas and they feelings Certain *** can't be given I'ma go and get it, yeah Niggas got they head now and *** That ain't the way we livin', yeah That ain't the way I pitch it 20 of us and 10 of us niggas, see, that's the way we kick it 20 of us and 10 of us niggas probably got a extension Everybody playin' broke cause they think I can fix it Everything that you got, that *** probably rent it I know my partner's with me Ain't no stoppin' this *** The sky's the limit Yeah, who gon' ride with me? Ayy, who gon' ride with me? Yeah, that *** for the sauna, but you lied to me Made it to the top, front and gutter In the hood I came from, it'll never be another Yeah, remember trappin' in the hood, jackin' undercover Buyin' hard ounces for my momma, brother Tryna block mine, boy, you gettin' knocked out Huh, I'm with the *** you know that you would not buy Old nigga with some long money Nigga try me, I'ma get it all from him Listen, I ain't worried about the small rent I got my chrome on the dome and the dung don't it Datta, huh, playin' too large on it Nigga, get on your ass, you put laws on it *** that ***, I'ma still stick my dolls on it Don't care how many police you call on it Ride with my nigga till the wheel fall If he got the dice, put it all on it Live by the sword, die by it But sometimes you gotta fall on it Ain't it funny how the dumbest niggas know it all, don't it Nigga, keep it solid, you ain't live through it, don't talk about it Sixteen-toe AK, haven't turned war I got a record deal, start sellin' dope for my first born Look at God, want he do it, gotta run a bag Go through so much good till the bull*** I did, Nell and Boyd Skully pulled low, 40 in my hoodie In your business, make me pull it One thing about a sucker, nigga He gon' talk cash *** till he ran it to me Drop a bankroll on that main, bitch Nigga, don't do it for me Feel good, Hollywood could fake my life Quarter me cash on a brand new jet Pro mean I know about it, can't do that Slide a bad tip on you, gotta let him handle that Tried nigga with a work and a bad dope He violate, retaliate, and she got me mad dope I keep a pistol on me, cut the bands out around him Numbers scratched, I'll tape around the house Strategy used to be takin' loans Spread it and makin' it, it's a vellum Ranted my play off the eco I detested the caliber, why I delete you? Kickin' *** in the Caribbean Know you pussy, can't even open eye when you shoot Where you live with that bull***, you die with it too I would talk, but can't never be the life of the truth Boy, you owe me and a nigga and fly with it too Bring us some extra, some fire with it too Swear I'm smokin' on that, I have a power Stackin' money and dodgin' them power, yeah Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me Got a smile, throw it even though you hatin' All I ask is that you pray for me Yeah, who gon' ride with me? Ayy, who gon' ride with me? Yeah, that *** bought a sauna, but she lied to me Yeah, who gon' ride with me? Ayy, who gon' ride with me? Yeah, that *** bought a sauna, but she lied to me This next beat is so goddamn sinister That I don't even, uh It makes me feel like everything It's just that nitty-gritty, ***in' dirty sound *** And it makes me feel good This right here This one's for the pull-up
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