Lyrics
Tryin to stay up in this game, keepin it loaded inside of my pocket
I won t stop and you know it too, thinkin that
Can t see me from close can t see me from far, locoz clique and i m crazy So, make an example turns to ashes
I do what i do i ain t got shit to prove, open ya kid hope they come out So, flick up on the pen when i let it go
Ill put you to bed when you sleep sleep, tryin to stay up in this game
Im rippin it up like if its hellas guitar, if your in my shoes So, runnin a muck on a daily
Knocking you off of your feet feet, stuck up in the game ye while get my pay on Be, say you rollin hard but ya really not a soldier
Hate it cause they all wanna be like me, you know that i really know so many ways
its the one and only ese little gun up in the mix
Say you rollin hard but ya really not a soldier, 9 0-6 5 till the o Be, hit it i mma say it how you like me now
hit it i mma say it how you like me now
I mma make ya fill the pain, i do what i do i ain t got shit to prove, tryin to stay up in this game
i don t really know what it really is
Im leaving em fucked up and rapped up in bandages, serving the shit you think you dont bun, say you rollin hard but ya really not a soldier
If your in my shoes, open ya kid hope they come out
Look at all the bull shit i ve been through, who in the fuck do you think that you are Be, its the one and only ese little gun up in the mix
You know that i really know so many ways, have no remorse when i m taking em out
Look at all the bull shit i ve been through, say you rollin hard but ya really not a soldier
i m makin it sure everything is in line
I won t stop and you know it too, im rippin it up like if its hellas guitar Wanna, only get crazy with homies around
locoz clique and i m crazy
I chill like a fo when i m blazin, 9 0-6 5 till the o
Know that im bringing the heat heat, runnin a muck on a daily
-drop of the first hook, no one can bring it the way that i drop it, hit it i mma say it how you like me now
Only get crazy with homies around, i do what i do i ain t got shit to prove
Cause every time that i m bumpin a rhyme, hate it cause they all wanna be like me
i though he was a friend of me
You ain t the same you just a lame, runnin a muck on a daily
You ain t the same you just a lame, hate it cause they all wanna be like me, stuck up in the game ye while get my pay on
fucking with cuete then your gunna lose
i mma make ya fill the pain
Can t see me from close can t see me from far, compare me to you then im labled the baddest
How many elderly victims, so you wanna be a gangsta wanna be a ryda
Im rippin it up like if its hellas guitar, your future is gold but your still a new So, i mma make ya fill the pain
only get crazy with homies around
so you wanna be a gangsta wanna be a ryda
