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Seem like I've been dreamin' more than livin', givin' women lobster Spendin' all these earnings, on these thirties and Balenciagas Tax for the play, it's drought time, nigga still cop Project bitches, she never been here, we just finish shoppin' FaceTime my daughter, I've been busy with this rappin' flow Expensive pussy, in the trenches, she from Calabasas How the Hell that happened? Pussy good so I bought it twice Ain't seen the opps, since I caught a flight She say she vegan, so she order rice These random thoughts but it's more to life Homie stil stuck, I can't save him, so I bought them pipes I pray he make it through them game nights I had to make it through them same nights Lotta practice to have my aim right Used to daydream of what this fame like Appreciate the pleasure, know what pain like It's homies in the feds, I'm in Hollywood It be hard to celebrate Silence, gettin' head, tryna meditate Drop it, then it's scissors, then they separate Wonder if the cuz went to Heaven gates They was sellin' dreams, we was sellin' weight Pull up in the foreign, tryna steal the show Heard the good die young, when the fuck the killers go? And when you go, you go alone Letras de canciones[?] mobile phones When they lettin' Flags free? When this bitch goin' home? Versace on the bed sheets, she ain't ever feel that And I really made it, why a nigga still feel trapped? He don't really pray to God, he got worse problems Still ain't made a million, still ain't kill who shot 'em Still grind from the bottom, man he still ain't kill who shot 'em Shit he still ain't kill who shot 'em [Stacy Barthe:] I'm only livin' what I know Through the pain I gotta grow Yes I could've done better, should've done better If I knew better but I'm only livin' what I know Through the pain I gotta grow, uh Yes I could've done better, should've done better If I knew better but I'm [Mozzy:] Tenant to the body count Smilin' at my [?] (Oh) Dirty M, I swap it out I know that they talkin' down, fuck what suckas talking 'bout Lackin', we gon' walk you down We don't clap, revolve around Gang, with every wolve around Active when your dawg around but passive when he not around Baby mom's gotta [?] suck me 'til she cut him out Took you to the box, paid lawyer, that his mama found Even though he lost, he stilla fella 'cause he fight it out Used to list the drugs, of who I love, blood we fallin' out I don't love you nothin', I don't love you, fuck you talking 'bout? That's weird shit, fuck 'em, middle finger, what I stay with (Yeah) Nigga Premo keep a package of that pure [?] The love is purified, every time you called me, I was finna slide Fuck a [?], we ain't civilized (Yeah) What you tryna live or die? Snitchin' get you victimized (Uh) Niggas talkin' all this solid shit ain't even hit the line Niggas talkin' all this tough shit, on hella different lines We know that you livin' lies, [?] minimize Death before dishonor, that's the only quote I memorized Seen my nigga finna die, I'm thankful that he didn't die Told my lil' bro you could be whatever you visualize, yeah You could be whatever you visualize, yeah Why is it Black Live only Matters outside of genocide? Hard to make amends with a nigga that's from a different side We gon' go to war with whoever, at any given time (Yeah) We gon' go to war with whoever, at any given time Even if that cost me my life, or them people give me time Ayy free the guys, reach for mines and I'ma do you slime Polaroids and green dots, keep the goons alive Move aside, cloudy diamonds bein' scrutinized You don't want no smoke with the fella, fella that's suicide (Yeah) Tell them niggas that's suicide [Stacy Barthe:] I'm only livin' what I know Through the pain I gotta grow Yes I could've done better, should've done better If I knew better but I'm only livin' what I know Through the pain I gotta grow, uh Yes I could've done better, should've done better If I knew better but I'm From Letras Mania