| I remember late nights all alone
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| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone
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| RIP all of my niggas dead and gone
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| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home
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| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right
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| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky
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| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot
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| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops
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| Dreams about gettin' in the wraith I’ma do it
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| Big .40 on me when I’m in my city cruisin'
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| Niggas come tripping, ain’t no question I’ma use it
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| Everybody say they with the shit til they prove it
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| Deals on the table, ain’t no waitin' let’s get to it (let's get to it)
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| All in her, baby late night I abuse it
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| When I dive in, its like divin' in the pulpit
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| If her boyfriend find out he gone lose it
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| Yep and I’m just tryna get my life right (get my life right)
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| I’m just tryna get a million in my lifetime (lifetime)
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| Niggas get killed broad day at the stop light
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| Was a nobody in the dark, now that light shine nigga
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| I remember late nights all alone
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| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone
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| R.I.P. |
| all of my niggas dead and gone
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| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home
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| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right
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| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky
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| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot
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| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops
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| Never needed nobody, I get it by myself
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| How you sayin' free a nigga, but won’t put in on they bail
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| I know niggas doin' time and they’ll never ever tell
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| And all this winnin' we been doin', you would think we never failed
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| Nigga, quit that story tellin'
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| If I take this nigga bitch, he gone be more than jealous
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| I ain’t lackin', fuck nigga, I be more than careful
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| And them crackers lock me up, I don’t do no confession
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| Life a game of chess, you better learn to use your soldiers
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| Streets cold as fuck, better learn that I get colder
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| Niggas love talkin' head, 'til we knock it off they shoulder
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| It be freezin' in the summer, we be ridin' wit them toasters
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| I remember late nights all alone
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| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone
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| R.I.P. |
| all of my niggas dead and gone
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| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home
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| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right
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| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky
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| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot
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| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops
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| Young, wild nigga and I’m ridin' with the boo tucked
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| Fuck a nigga slide out, he gon' get his boo fucked
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| Soft ten on me, so I gotta put them blues up
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| Coupe sport mode, so I ride with the roof up
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| RIP all my thugs, fuck all you fuck niggas
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| Shooter in the cuts, he’ll plunk niggas
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| You just lied to ya mans so I don’t trust niggas
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| Yellin' free the thugs 'til they wanna crack the gates
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| Yellin' fuck the judge, 'til they wanna drop the case
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| Back to back, rollin' up, Cookies to the face
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| Back to back, kick doors, tryna get up in a Wraith, bitch!
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| I remember late nights all alone
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| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone
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| R.I.P. |
| all of my niggas dead and gone
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| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home
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| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right
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| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky
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| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot
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| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lifestyle , by - SOB X RBE. Song from the album GANGIN, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп