| Shit just crazy dawg
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| You know, when niggas fall victim to the system
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| Nigga get accustom to the street violence
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| Damn, I’ve been fucked up and got caught up in this life (shit deep)
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| I’ve been tryin', but I can’t get my circle right (niggas creep)
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| It’s consequences and repercussions when you thuggin' (I'm out here thuggin')
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| I’m doin' my thing, so now they trippin' all of a sudden (I be trippin' on em)
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| I ain’t trippin', I’m just tryna get this money (I'm just tryna get this money)
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| Road runnin', state to state, I just been duffin' (I just been duffin')
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| Yeah, you pretty, but your personality ugly, girl
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| She gon' be there for me, even when I’m strugglin'
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| My daddy left us, left us at the house with nothin'
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| But I ain’t trippin', I kind of like what I’m becomin'
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| Once a nigga get a little Fetty, boy, they comin' (you know they comin')
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| Ready or not, you better be ready, cause they comin' (cause they comin')
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| Keep it real with yourself, fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch)
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| You just gotta remain yourself, never switch (never change that)
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| I’m the last nigga left to do this shit (the only one)
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| Because it ain’t nobody else doin' this shit (the chosen one)
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| I’m still workin', I ain’t perfect, but I’m tryin' (but I’m tryin' though)
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| Mama, I don’t like to see you when you cryin' (fuck you cryin' for?)
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| Even though I’m probably the reason why you cryin' (wipe your eyes doe)
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| Cause I be in some shit, majority of the time (we fine though)
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| Stick and movin, im maneuverin', I be swift (swift)
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| Road runnin', it be hard to catch my drift (hard to catch my drift)
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| Your life ain’t tied up with a bow, but it’s still a gift (it's still a gift)
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| You can have all the money in the world, you still a bitch (you still a bitch)
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| Why you out here, flaggin', like you bout that life? |
| (he ain’t bout that life)
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| When you want another nigga, black and white (nigga deaf as hell)
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| I’m just doin' what the fuck I want, cause this my life (cause this my life)
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| Already got it, I ain’t tryna earn no stripes (I ain’t tryna earn no stripes)
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| Now everybody wanna text me, but nobody sent my kite (ain't nobody sent me no
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| fix)
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| I was livin' in the dark, but I’m just blessed to see the light
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| You know I hit them with that poker, but I’m special with the mic
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| I done took so much of losses, thought I’d never get it right (get it right)
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| Dancin' with the devil will have you sittin' up in the cell block
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| Nigga ain’t give me shit, I was hittin' licks, I had to sell rock
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| All I wanted was some dope boy rees, fuck dem shell tops
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| No diversity, we just burnin' in a meltin' pot
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| Young niggas wylin', we just runnin round here, wreckin out
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| Everybody know that you get locked up, go to sellin' out
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| I use to fuck with bruh, I hear he tellin' now |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This Life , by - Kodak Black. Song from the album Institution, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп