Tag: Bullets
Public taught me a pessimist, think my thoughts too pessimistic Reminiscing rost and garcia vapors Just don’t do swishers, or realers Murder rap be beated, 2 am in 2 seater Yellow thang is spreading brains Now arch your back and lay Face down, I’m a gangster, my heart colder than chicago This black impala just […]
You live, you live, you live! How about them bullets? they slow you up You ain’t really dying, we watched you grow up At twelve months you took your first steps Awkwardly across the kitchen floor, did your best Your first breath that we can call words On your father’s lap, on November 21st And […]
[intro: cash out] oh, cash out whatever i want they give me whatever he give me whatever i want [hook: cash out] your bitch, she give me whatever i want my club, he give me whatever i want when it comes to the mall, i’m gettin whatever i want when it comes to clipse, we […]
Now, now, I live and die, for all my niggas, We gonna ball like there’s no tomorrow Until they get it, this is us, against the world I love my niggas, we the mob, When my homies call, this how I greet them I say, I say, I say What up son? I say, I […]
VERSE 1: Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Feelin’ lit feelin’ light, 2 am summer night. I don’t care, hand on the wheel, drivin drunk, I’m doin’ my thang Rollin the Midwest side and out livin’ my life getting’ out dreams People told me slow my roll I’m screaming out […]
When She was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep Dreamed of paradise Every time she closed her eyes When She was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach And the bullets catching the […]

