Hook: Even tho its sunny boy the storm ain't over I know you tired of looking over your shoulder With So many people dying feel like the end getting closer the world getting colder But ever ever stop smiling baby boy you a solider So dont stop marching til the war is over
Monrow, Murder cap, Central lanes. Shit never change, it's bring the burner back, arranged. Take the purple bag, then stir it till' it paint. Let it stick, wooden spoon scrape the turner at, then brake. Low temp, pot bubblin' you know its on Blood fumin' I just hope mama dont get home See her son hustlin', cookin' that dirty patron This the high-rise from the dole and east 301. I lived edge of life, know that the beef is chopped You let the pan freeze, hit the ice and watch it rock Cut the corner, dice up and get it nice - locked. I can teach you a few things about sellin' it hot. But im better teaching how easy it be to get shot. My hood's iraq, there's bodies out back You can walk a block and see a zombie on crack Or see a hotel lobby get smacked, Killers dwell in the slams with straps Out the window, when you duck hope you aint get clapped. Out the window, when you duck hope you aint get clapped. It's a eat or be ate society, im always hungry, side of ketchup When your stomach rumblin' know that the meat is tender Stolen cars, beat up engines and double bent fenders How I ever been around for so long, its whatever Kill anybody, whoever want a bullet come get it You can take the money off my head just make sure to flip it, And if you kill me first I got goons to get the message Sent quick, like whatups on the telegram, chirp cards sendin' Used to gettin' wet-checked thats how the system got me livin' From the eigth section, eight barettas and a lethal weapon Been wit jayy and monny, know they keep those wessons, In the truck, stick them up when the heat start sweatin' In your bitch, hope my condom do rip and get to lickin' This life aint for forgivens, lord may I say reptentance Chains on your necklace, that shit stay a death setence I must question the reality of these hoods missions If life a bitch, then death must be her mistress Im always with the westies nobody fuckin' wit me But know if you end cold, Im not a witness Money and power and pussy and bad decisions, Willin' to rookie and risk that shit for wisdom.
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Hook: Even tho its sunny boy the storm ain't over
I know you tired of looking over your shoulder
With So many people dying feel like the end getting closer
the world getting colder
But ever ever stop smiling baby boy you a solider
So dont stop marching til the war is over
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Monrow, Murder cap, Central lanes.
Shit never change, it's bring the burner back, arranged.
Take the purple bag, then stir it till' it paint.
Let it stick, wooden spoon scrape the turner at, then brake.
Low temp, pot bubblin' you know its on
Blood fumin' I just hope mama dont get home
See her son hustlin', cookin' that dirty patron
This the high-rise from the dole and east 301.
I lived edge of life, know that the beef is chopped
You let the pan freeze, hit the ice and watch it rock
Cut the corner, dice up and get it nice - locked.
I can teach you a few things about sellin' it hot.
But im better teaching how easy it be to get shot.
My hood's iraq, there's bodies out back
You can walk a block and see a zombie on crack
Or see a hotel lobby get smacked,
Killers dwell in the slams with straps
Out the window, when you duck hope you aint get clapped.
Out the window, when you duck hope you aint get clapped.
It's a eat or be ate society, im always hungry, side of ketchup
When your stomach rumblin' know that the meat is tender
Stolen cars, beat up engines and double bent fenders
How I ever been around for so long, its whatever
Kill anybody, whoever want a bullet come get it
You can take the money off my head just make sure to flip it,
And if you kill me first I got goons to get the message
Sent quick, like whatups on the telegram, chirp cards sendin'
Used to gettin' wet-checked thats how the system got me livin'
From the eigth section, eight barettas and a lethal weapon
Been wit jayy and monny, know they keep those wessons,
In the truck, stick them up when the heat start sweatin'
In your bitch, hope my condom do rip and get to lickin'
This life aint for forgivens, lord may I say reptentance
Chains on your necklace, that shit stay a death setence
I must question the reality of these hoods missions
If life a bitch, then death must be her mistress
Im always with the westies nobody fuckin' wit me
But know if you end cold, Im not a witness
Money and power and pussy and bad decisions,
Willin' to rookie and risk that shit for wisdom.
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Marquetta sur surf odum is the family boys are beautiful 🤩 greed be safe 🙏 happy birthday party love you too love you to my 💜📲 love 😘 you 💋 the best 💘 see what you have in mind the family boys love you