| Live the life a nigga die for
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| Wish ya wife would be my side ho
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| Never seen a nigga fly where
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| Take a ride inside a 64
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| Hop out ask him what his info
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| He ain’t tell ya but his bitch know
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| Getting to the figures that addition digits flipping triple tell him gimme mo'
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| Sent ya bitch to the corner store
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| Bag of chips and a 40 Row
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| They ain’t mine but the chips is
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| Go give the beer to my big bro
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| House full of bitches, weed in the kitchen
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| Hell yea nigga we living
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| And all these bitches tryna get a real nigga even when a nigga ain’t pitching
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| A real OG in my city lil nigga motherfucker better ask around
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| I always have been a standup guy so it ain’t no backing down
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| I used to make, now I make
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| Hustle all night, pray all day I’ll sleep when I’m 6 feet deep
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| Pops used to sip Ol' E, moms sip Henn on the rocks
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| And I did coming up as a kid, was smoke big blunts like Ox
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| I used to have dreams like ML King, then I start acting like Malcolm X
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| I always did have a lot of money, I always did get a lot of respect
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| Debit, credit, cash, purp, kush, hash
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| Shit to real to be standing still so OG’s be chasing bags
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| All them bitches insane, all them bitches insane
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| All my whips is insane, yea, yea
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| All them niggas is lame, diamonds all in my chain
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| Hoes just after my fame, yea, yea
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| All them bitches the same, all them bitches the same
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| All my whips is the same, Diamonds all in my chain
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| All them niggas is lame, that money just ain’t a thang
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| Them bitches just after my fame
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| Look, I told that bitch, don’t be catching feelings and shit
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| Right after I hit, I’m mashing off in that new Benz
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| Motherfuck them tints, want you to see me and my friends
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| When we steerin the Bent, ain’t gon kill you with a ratchet
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| But with the way I live, yea
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| She gon shake that for some tips
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| But I’m not gon give a shit
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| I’m gon spend that on some rims
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| Stomp a nigga in some Timbs
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| Just because they want pretend
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| Like they gangsters but they really pussy boy your sister told me what it is
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| Wake up and I grind for breakfast
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| I stunt so hard that I can not help it
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| Yea that Jet Life I’m gon rep it
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| All these bitches the same, I just gotta accept it
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| Don’t slam my door when you ride with me ho
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| Yea, you cross the line and I come for your throat
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| All them bitches insane, all them bitches the same
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| All my whips is insane, yea, yea
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| All them niggas is lame, diamonds all in my chain
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| Hoes just after my fame, yea, yea
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| All them bitches the same, all them bitches the same
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| All my whips is the same, Diamonds all in my chain
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| All them niggas is lame, that money just ain’t a thang
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| Them bitches just after my fame |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Insane , by - Curren$y. Song from the album Andretti 9/30, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп