Heart attack had my family sittin stuck
Live full die empty on my gut
I’m still sliding through my city like a puck
I know the cowards want me touched but i can duck
I don’t know why i never pick my phone up
Told momma i was going through some stuff
Told my bitch that i was dealing with some stuff
I be feeling like Mitch i need to be around some love
I use to think about it tough when i was slidin through ridin committing sins
Head above water that message starting to sink in
Bobbie need a lawyer that lesson got him drinkin
My music make it out of Florida that question got me thinkin
See mafia stand for family even through thick and thin
And blood don’t make us relatives, loyalty makes us kin
If i keep it tight wit my niggas and that way me & my homies can really split
the ends
Cause lately I’ve been thinking bout a lot
Like if the police get behind me i ain’t stopping for no cops
I know they question why I’m using this clock
And hope to find the 14 grams that’s in my sock
RIP Austin Shea put flowers up on his grave
Skip gave me some bad news aye boone just past away
Heard he had one on the way
Like all i can do is pray
HOOK:
And I’ve been going through shit y’all couldn’t imagine
And then on top of that my nigga life just happened
Just know i got yo back my nigga life just happened
Sometimes we get off track my nigga life gone happen
And i know every action comes with a reaction
Nino in the pen my nigga life just happened
Rod just caught 10 my nigga life just happened
Hope to see they face again my nigga life gone happen
Dear lord why you let these nigga ball on me
Damn i watched my ex bitch ball on me
Diamonds on my neck look how they fall on me
Looking like i just spent the mall on me
Some bitches they threw shield and built a wall on me
Now they see me winning and they all on me
I just hope my homies they can call on me
Waiting on a angel just to call on me
Damn look how my family members changed on me
Now i hit my city which it six chains on me
See me in real life see i got pain on me
Imma go and tat my mama name on me
I just hit my city which is six strains on me
And I’m going ham it’s like a strain on me
And they calling back cause i got flame on me
And I’m doing numbers like cocaine on me
Made the same mistake twice that’s a shame on me
I can’t let these niggas run a game on me
I can’t let these bitches run a game on me
When just had 2 bitches run a train on me
I know they gone fuck wit me wit the fame on me
All that buddy buddy shit homie what it ain’t gone be
I just hit the club and had that thang on me
So i can come right out without a stain on me
Bandana wrapped around my head, i ain’t bangin
Young niggas willing to die for me, they in trainin
Them niggas don’t do no gun range, so no aimin
Deck of cards forced our hand to draw and start paintin
If the shit ain’t about a check, stay stainless
Money, power, family, respect is our language
Them niggas ain’t talkin long bread, short change em
Only hustlers can respect our hustle cause we slangin
Dear lord please let my niggas soul rest
One man’s death is another child’s breath
One man bless is another man’s stress
One man’s debt is another success
One man less is another man next
One less step is another regret
One man debt is another success
One man’s death is another child’s breath
HOOK:
And I’ve been going through shit y’all couldn’t imagine
And then on top of that my nigga life just happened
Just know i got yo back my nigga life just happened
Just know we’ll get off track my nigga life gone happen
And i know every reaction gone comes with a reaction
Nino in the pen my nigga life just happened
Rod just caught 10 my nigga life just happened
Hope to see they face again my nigga life gone happen
Damn them god money niggas loyal as hell
I had to cut some people off them niggas spoiled as hell
No handouts was given i had to royal myself
Fast life that Im living got them folks on my trial
For what I’m risking i have no problem going to jail
My money under my mattress by tonight I’ll make bail
Fuck anybody opinion i got mad clientele
Still fronted some people knowing i was taking an L
Money and hoes makes these niggas jealous as hell
Money won’t make you happy imma see for myself
Bitches keep coming at me and they blowing my cell
And I’ll prolly marry a hoe shit i was hoe’ing myself
I’m like win don’t get distracted cause you slowing yourself
You know that laws attract so stop ignoring yourself
Procrastination always got you owing yourself
Just know you gone lose some friends when you start growing yourself
Nino sent me a letter i just opened his mail
He doing better but they barely let him out of his cell
He losing weight from all the stress he had to step on the scale
His body keep breaking down now he concerned wit his health
Is there a heaven for a hustler is the question that dwells
Tell them pussies i can’t die cause i can take me a shell
My niggas guardian angels and i teach them bought hell
Little did i know shit i was going myself
You see my mama always talk about dying
I just try to ignore
Thats why I’m glad it’s me then her on the floor
Y’all prolly hate me
And y’all sit and think I’m crazy
If I jus ask the lord just please let me jus die before her
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