Life of Mine

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Louis V hoody, Versace tennis shoes
No time for pictures, no time for interviews
Im gon get the money
snow storms are sunny
load it on the table
you should've paid me a day ago
you cant get the cash, then pay me in yayo
save me the drama
dont go run and snitch
if thats your momma
then ill murk you right in front of that bitch
im a headache but they love the pain
i ask a bitch her name and tell her go board the plane
i know whores, that know whores, thats always with some mo whores
you owe whores, i show whores, i grow whores
i know whats at the store, cuz i go more
i go forth and so forth
mommy said she so bored with ol boy, huh oh
i leave dat pussy so sore
thats right, no doors
bitch get lost in the current how the doe flows
niggaz call maybachs slow lows
nigga got da glock in a choke hold
i wont fold
from the cops to the popo's
yall hoes
shout out to my stompping ground, north phoenix is where i roam
fuck wit dem AZ niggaz, funeral
uptown, uptowns where i roll
yeah, welcome to da real outdoors and of course
the chopper that i toet will split em like a divorce
need a spiritual force
to take you way up north
they say the end is comin
ima stay up for it
ima chase that money, you can wait up for it
ima kick to the snear, ima boom to da bass
what more can i say, i cant feel my face
 
I pop up in da middle of a hot block
make the drop top play hop scotch on dem hoes
Im up early hustlin right there in front of da corner store
choppa wake his ass up like da morning show
Put me in the game and I see em callin audibles
heart beatin fast better work on ya cardio
Pussy ass nigga die slow dont yell
I put it on da streets and I bet its gon sale
Whats under dat floor well it sure isnt nails
just how i make money, nigga ima make bail
Im a libra and my sign is a scale
and if it dont measure up then a nigga gettin killed
The smaller da car, the bigger the wheels
and a nigga so hot dat i give a bitch chills
If she like coke then I give the bitch hills
No stelletos or pumps, 21 bumps
21 jump street if anyone jumps
and once you hit da ground thats when everyone stumps
Perrie-Jouet, everyones drunk
so its 21 jump street if anyone jump
The milli goes pow and the semi goes pap
an itty bitty bullet make a skinny nigga fat
Hard body baby knockin any nigga back
money over bitches, no a penny fo dez hood rats
And it be like that till my line goes flat
but in da mean time im in dat Bentley no hat
Thats no top if you didnt know that
on dem chrome Sean Johns with da guts so black
You are just in the minors, while im headin to da major league
bitch im ballin like i got scouts checkin for me
Yeah, Im on 3rd base comin home with da paper
I got a 100 pounds comin home from Jamica
I cant think, pussy real loose but still so pink
shit, i might be drownin in it but i will not sink.
 
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J-King
Member since May 16 2015

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