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Yeah, kane Yeah Yeah, yeah My ambitions as a rider, nigga Survival off that powder, nigga Currently smoking that kill in the hills Where you can't find a nigga Crack cocaine, microwave Dealer was on that type of nigga No sleep, bags under my eyes is designer, nigga Blinded and misguided, nigga Heavenly father take the wheel I'm on the interstate with some Guerrillas With shit can get me like 200 years Thug in the pen, I need forgiveness I'm living like a every decision a sin I know my niggas don't want me to win Jealousy, chopping off all of my friends I ride with that white-white Just like Fight Night we be weighin' in P.D is my pieces, 20 karats, Jesus say amen Tricked off on my new bitch, she was half black and Malaysian Spent my last 200 thou' on a bird and a Mercedes Benz My dog used to pull up in a '99 GS300 SongtexteFresh up on the highway with the higher power, how you want it? First these hoes don't want it, now they only here to Michael Jones it Mama said you live next door to death if you live in the moment I-I-I be kickin' shit like Solange in the elevator The goal when you try to kick that dope Stuck on the respirator Got symptoms of withdrawal from the fall when I used to ball I show you how in one summer one nigga could lose it all Like why we gotta feel this pain in our friends and family though My cellie like to walk around in his sleep I rather stay woke I must evoke, these are the results of the realest shit that I wrote These hoes get in the wind, burn that ass quick like Galaxy Notes Thats why I ride with that white-white Just like Fight Night we be weighin' in P.D is my pieces, 20 karats, Jesus say amen Tricked off on my new bitch, she was half black and Malaysian Split my last two hundered thou' on a bird and Mercedes Benz My dog used to pull up in a '99 GS-300 Fresh up off the highway with the higher power, how you want it? First these hoes don't want it now they only here to Michael Jones it Mama said you live next door to death if you live in the moment I-I-I be kickin shit just like Rodman did the camera man I peel 100 dope like the poppy seed in Afghanistan I been to drop by nuts but these cabbage hands do damage nigga Rips from the clip leave you stiff mannequin challenge nigga Me and my chips with dip [?] Frito-Lay Tried to give me ten I beat the case so it's gon' be okay Fresh up on the highway with the higher power, how you want it? Mama say I live next door to the death 'cause I live in the moment Don't live in the moment Don't live in the moment I'll be there in the morning Nigga I'm living in the moment I'll be there in the morning I'll be there in the morning I'll be there in the morning Yah Kane baby I drank holy water Quarter brick, half a brick, hold this shit, cold shit Scar across my face, strap on my shoulder on some Tony shit Taught myself the streets, you know my pops ain't never taught me shit 'Cept "Fuck a friend you gon' be solo in your coffin bitch" Walkin' home from work my .44 pulled up when I'm walking bitch Old folks out the church say "He need Jesus that boy off a bit" Preacher's daughter said "I'll let you fuck it just might cost a bit" Type a shit a nigga been through make you dog a bitch [?] a bitch, married these streets, she prenup you can't divorce her Lying from my cell electrical tape on my tape recorder, sucker shit Don't blow your money young nigga pay your lawyer Niggas is wrapped in electrical tape They walking tape recorders Yah Yah, bitch your first motherfucing mixtape was a snitch tape You ain't think I knew that shit though I knew that shit though Quarter brick, half a brick, hold this shit, cold shit Drove a 65, brought 65 I sold the whole shit Coco searched my cutlass on the road I got my own shit Boy you know the rules they pick you up don't call my phone bitch Boy you know the rules that shit don't jump unless you sold it down Swat team break, they cut the water off, can't flush the toilet down 454 my motor down Got green, got dough, got yola now They playin' they suffer exposure now This rapper shit just for the posers now The losers now, all these bitch niggas got videos up with their toolies out Everybody flashing real money, niggas card credit, getting visa money I don't knock it I just do the [?] I gotta get it so I gotta see the money Y'all remember peacing out 28th to get the blunt liquor and a piece of money young nigga Young Nigga Stay smooth, stay solid nigga These niggas put your name on anything but a prayer Amen Glory be to God, what's happening pimps? It is I, the alpha and omega, the original righteous player You know what I'm talking about? It's your boy Jesus man Yes my nigga Jesus is your homeboy Say it again so I can uh reiterate it man Your minds not ready and your heart's not open You know what I'm saying? That's what's wrong with you man You doing all that coveting You trying to, you wan't what other niggas got You not even just paying attention to your gift nigga God gave you a gift nigga Pay attention to what he got for you You, other niggas over here Yah he could sell dope real good, that's not your lane my nigga God gave you hands, you a chef my nigga Chef up that boysenberry crème brûlée man Aus Songtexte Mania