the music i hide friends will come and go, you can't always be together just remember when you're apart, that this shits forever THIS SHITS FOREVER
Traduction: No Cash. This Shit Forever.
in the music i hide friends will come and go, you can't always be together just remember when you're apart, that this shits forever THIS SHITS FOREVER
brains As I bounce and mash Count this cash Floss and flash Cop and blow a zip wit Bash Since everything is big in Texas then where's the zag's? I'm
of you who forget Here's the king... bout to say a big deal I am not Picking meal like that, double down why not? What's ever said that Aston Martin cash
in this all white, reminscin all night, 'bout my cousin Trans Wreakin havoc in this rap game, so it's alright Grandmother and my Auntie gettin everything they need Trae your name's
a nigga's ass I gotta watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim when a bitch nigga blast I'm on my P's and Q's, at all times Come and see me motherfucker
(*talking*) Yeah, let me count that up right there Real shit, know I mean, you know I mean, what's up Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that shit nigga
fame, struggle to maintain Stay away from no names and flip bricks of cocaine This rap thang's been good to me, feeds my, family Forever keep my sanity, and do this shit
lost another soldier Time and time, it seems this world be getting colder You never really know when your time gon be over It feel like it's forever
I get a call from my friends one of my homies from the block done went back to the penn niggaz can't stay out of shit for shit cause shit gon'call they
wants to fly She wants to cry She wants to fly Makes me wanna die She'll mix emotion She's an ocean She's still alive She's still alive Don't forget
we prevail? Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin' well In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life Staying strapped forever trapped in this
STILL don't know me It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit It ain't funny niggaz don't even know how to act - shit! What can I do, what
crime scene. Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind tryin to creep. No halfs wit no straps, jack. It's on to bounce back. And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ??? Get this
beware Comin from the Pharoahe's kids, retaliation Makin legends off the shit we did, still bullshittin Niggaz in Jerusalem, waitin for signs God promised, she's
me this way. (way!) Two rules: Stay fresh, homie and get paid! Hey! (heeyy!) - Never broke! - And never bummy! (why) I'm from where it's forever sunny
