Lyrics

Mic check one two nigga What the fuck they gone do nigga Ka-Flame coming thru nigga Make some room These nigga's flaw and they know it But they don't be trying to show it Trying to save this game even though I ain't heroic Owe it to the legends who done paved the way Got me fighting thru the night just to save the day Everything a nigga write It make them haters say Ka-Flame living life and in a major way Waking up the masses While them nigga's bragging and boasting I can tell you be lacking cause you actually posting All them pics showing cash and them gats you toting Till the Feds at yo door bout to blast it open Now they going thru ya stash and what yo ass be smoking Say you realer than the Flame nigga's had to be joking What the fuck these fools thinking must intoxicated drinking I'm just laughing to the bank cause I'm all about them Franklins They wanna see me gone I'm exposing the phonies Get them out the way then next I'm gunning for ya homies fuck nigga They be chasing after fame claim they got sauce Exposing all these lames I'ma speak my thoughts Even though they hating hard man these pussy boys soft They ain't rapping bout nothing need to turn that shit off Need to turn that shit off need to turn that shit off Even though they hating hard man them pussy boys soft You thinking you're in charge boy you ain't a boss You ain't rapping bout nothing turn that shit off Diagnosed with cancer Deep down inside it's hurting me But I'ma keep it moving my nigga until they bury me A real OG done been fucked over but I kept it street I stick to the code that's how you know I keep it G Will always be remembered From the time that I rest in peace The Raiser hard body and my soul the lord will keep I pray my kids take it easy but it's hard to see And thinking about leaving them babies just make my heart weak Chemo meds all in my body barely can stand up Haven't been right ever since I've been fighting cancer But mama told her baby that you got it so man up God has a plan so rejoice with your hands up I told her she correct lucky that I ain't canned up From doing the wrong thing trying to get them lil bands up I'm paper chasing fam and everything that it stands for The money wasn't right then what you stepping on my land for They be chasing after fame claim they got sauce Exposing all these lames I'ma speak my thoughts Even though they hating hard man these pussy boys soft They ain't rapping bout nothing need to turn that shit off Need to turn that shit off need to turn that shit off Even though they hating hard man them pussy boys soft You thinking you're in charge boy you ain't a boss You ain't rapping bout nothing turn that shit off 2'Pac speaks
Writer(s): Willie Sheard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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