Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If I Don't Gotta, artist - Silkk The Shocker. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
If I Don't Gotta |
| Yo, P was happening dog |
| Ah man, it’s still a dross you know, but the game then change these |
| youngstas than made it bad, you know we all about our paper but some of these fools just make and take murder. |
| They want it the easy way. |
| See I don’t want to be here, |
| If I don’t gotta, |
| My weed habit, is so close to snorting powder, |
| Got a few bitches, but it’s all about a dollar, |
| and they don’t holla, unless you moving narcota |
| I’m just sitting in my Cadillac |
| Riding on some triple gold |
| Smoking octamos, nigga |
| Shining up my vogues |
| Thanking this hoe called me, |
| and she was tripping out |
| say I had a baby by her, |
| figuring I was taking out |
| I’m just trying stack a meal, no what I’m saying |
| that shit real, trying to hide and dodge, |
| but I can’t seem to hid my fucking bill |
| On how to cook dope, and chop a key |
| My brother showed me that |
| I only live once, guess what |
| A dope fiend told me that |
| These hoes be trying to holla |
| It seems that I got riches |
| When I got money, I got bitches |
| I got friends that want to get it Can he hit it, then quit it To try to survive and stay alive |
| It’s a everyday struggle, every day hustle |
| You can see it in my eye, but I don’t want to die |
| I don’t want to be here |
| If I don’t gotta |
| I got friends and bitches, but they don’t holla |
| If I don’t got narcotas or dollars, I Damn, check this out Elror |
| It’s real out here, you heard me, huh bro |
| Man I might have a daughter |
| No money, no life |
| Check it shocker, just bills, hanging because |
| Not giving, a fuck, and I’m telling you what’s real |
| You want to know what kill |
| Most of these niggas on these streets, is jive |
| I don’t know why, these you cats out here |
| thank they got nine lives |
| I die for me, with pride |
| And I then lost the closes thing to me Pretty fucked up trading, |
| or i got some killas that want to do me |
| Them girls trying to blue me What all I trying do, is what I love |
| Let my people know I feel them,(?) |
| And then go smoke some bud |
| I got a habit with drugs |
| Which I ain’t suggesting for beginners |
| In my hood, ain’t no winners, |
| just some thugging ass sinners |
| Presenta, my life, my life, and take a good view |
| My bad days, i wouldn’t dare |
| wanna wish them upon you. |
| Now see I didn’t ask to come here |
| I guest untwisted faith of luck |
| 15 minutes of unprotected sex, |
| in a heat of moment, came a quick ass nut |
| Now if I wouldn’t been born |
| I wouldn’t grew, I wouldn’t knew |
| Never had to go through, half the tangs a nigga went through |
| I’m in the projects hearing gunshots |
| Right before I close my eyes |
| All I heard was one shot |
| And they only sent one cop when he died |
| I got some questions |
| That I couldn’t really understand for awhile |
| They say rain brang pain |
| But what brang smiles |
| And see I guess I was to caught up in those fake niggas |
| And bitches to know |
| I guess I was blind by the fast money, |
| and switches on the 64 |
| They gotta, gotta be a better way out, |
| then hell or jail |
| I know I’m wrong for selling dope to my family |
| Just to get mail |
| Some get high off of sess |
| To relieve their stress |
| But no matter, how much success |
| You can’t cheat death |
| Where yal at Heard that, can’t get no realler than this |
| I don’t want to be here if I don’t have to. |