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Featuring A$AP Rocky Smoking weed, lighting kroll Only thing I’ve ever known is walk on the wild side Welcome to our life Springing ki’s, springing K’s Every day we’re getting paid to walk on the wild side Welcome to our life Come take a little walk with me through my neighborhood and come spend a day in my trail Get your paper right and yay so good, but you keep it too to your lair My lil partner holdin that word Nigga won’t wait to keep it round me Been there, violate on my turf Nigga you’s in danger, died like that Ain’t no investigation, no statin this And no whip to see it, we ain’t seein shit Pull up at the door with that jewelry on To come see a bitch, that what he get We on dog row with no street lights That pistol play after fist fights And them geek mobster walk all night Well the crack pipe, tryina get it right Midnight we shoot dice, the whole house smellin like cooked cray You beat me and you talk shit You get shot bitch and I took that Letras de cancionesHood racks on deck, that loud is all I blow This shit to you it might sound loud But this life is all I know Smoking weed, lighting kroll Only thing I’ve ever known is walk on the wild side Welcome to our life Springing ki’s, springing K’s Every day we’re getting paid to walk on the wild side Welcome to our life Aye, can you picture me back in ’93? Bump it out Dre, well I hit some weed Cut school, make 10 G’s 13, tryina get ki At 15 I was full grown Get wrong, get bust on My uncle gave me a bunch of work and that shit was gone by the next morning Yo white nigga running with me Homicide, want nothing at all Dead bodies, was nothing to see That pistol play with jet fun at all I was 19 with 2 felonies, one of my best friends had a life sentence Had my uncle Fred, just like me He had a bunch of problems, no longer living All about that cocaine deal And no education, no pot to piss in Old school on chrome wheel Window tinted, pistol hidden That the shit that I come from In my heart fear ain’t none Stand tall, I can’t run From this wild side that I walk on Smoking weed, lighting kroll Only thing I’ve ever known is walk on the wild side Welcome to our life Springing ki’s, springing K’s Every day we’re getting paid to walk on the wild side Welcome to our life All I ever did was pit on All my old friends tryina get on Shorty fall out making these songs Ever talk down when I get home Niggas, type of niggas you can shit on Unexposed, brick chrome Got body, big bones, that’s hard body Jim Jones Niggas other side, how we switch on em Finna ride like when the tip’s on Finna make a toast, nigga tip home First get the bread then you get going On the land of the LAT where they spit chrome Where most kids don’t get to live long If they pissed off get pissed on Pistol whip and strip homie Left for a minute and they switched on me Caught em talking down turned a bitch on me And they snitch on me, they got shit on me So my guess is death is what they wish on me You’re blowing on the candles, those liz and dark eyes Cuz they snap up part time when you on that wild side Smoking weed, lighting kroll Only thing I’ve ever known is walk on the wild side Welcome to our life Springing ki’s, springing K’s Every day we’re getting paid to walk on the wild side Welcome to our life From Letras Mania