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Rap shit aside, no cap 'til I die For life, that's my life New to this rap, I bet I'm learning fast Came too deep to be turning back Niggas going mad when they hear me rap All I see is flashbacks, cold nights in the trap Lonely night's in my pad Rap shit aside I better get mine Trapping out the hoochie was the best time Now it's time that I invest mine, fuck a deadline I'm getting money of a punchline (hmm) Gotta treat it like a crunchline, eating like lunchtime Still need runners that I run mine Gunchester got my hitters throwing gun signs No sun 'round there like a boy dies Say it for the wolves, I've seen a boy cry I can't believe that my boy died Thinking if I signed, would I sleep right? Couple Four Fives and machines would have my team nice Meekz Money, Money Meekz I bet a G flies I go back to licking pebbles on the seaside Rap shit aside I gotta get it in the mean time Don't fall behind enemy lines I'm from Gorton, the olders show me street signs I know the youngers wanna do it, Cah D when he died I don't gangbang, I'm on the block, I'm too street wise Come handle shit, handle it, and cook beef right Kanye streets are greasy, get your block deep-fried Fix up and speak right, look into a G's eyes Anyone can make the heat fly, you live in really deep light Rap shit aside, I better eat nice Told Breazy when I land it's gonna be fine Good things take time, so I'm just prayin' that they free mine But for now I'm tryna get this dirty money off the street, grime I remember movin' dirty to the fiends like Meet me by the corner at the P's vibe Rap shit aside I hit licks with the guys Hit shops with the lads and pour packs on the side Big flick on my lap, I got straps on my mind Did it plenty of times all them frenzies and fights They ain't no frendsies of mine You might hit at our career and you ain't lyin' Did it plenty of times, ask my friends if I'm lyin' Busy on the block then I'm sendin' the guy No wages, the trap made me wise Rap shit aside, ask my friends if I lie No lookin' back like the skengs in the vibe I bet I'm the best if I'm dead or alive They say I look fly now everytime Ain't no rap money that's gettin' me by I know that nigga, he my nigga from Knee-high I wish him well, I wish him well, I hope he be nice Little flicker on my gettin' quotes for the heat price Who knew that one day I'm gonna be nice All I knew was dirty chap lobbin' with the heat guys Hit a few plug, that's a free flight Free holidays, I did it three times Hittin' other cities just to see what the scene's like Same situation in the studio at these times Rap shit comin' like the t life, like the t life Rap shit comin' like the t life
Writer(s): Kwes Darko, Mico Guy Tyler Howles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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