Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SB4Life, artist - Starlito. Album song Starlito's Way 4: GhettOut, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.12.2017
Record label: Grind Hard
Song language: English
SB4Life |
| I’m just tryna clear my mind and think better thoughts |
| I probably already said that, Lito, Lito |
| Act like I lost it or somethin' |
| I should’ve saw this shit comin' |
| Tell me what y’all would’ve done |
| Off wanted, was costin' me none |
| Still sell ounces off my phone, stack fifty thousand then I’m gone |
| And I been trappin' out it since my house is not a home |
| I might fuck your ho to sleep and stay up counting all alone |
| I give her 'bout a month, she gon' be talkin' 'bout I did her wrong |
| Can’t say I led you on when there wasn’t no feelings shown |
| I wanna fuck your friend (again), haha, fuck this shit we grown |
| It seem like most these niggas more concerned with looking like it |
| I send so many shots you think I had a liquor license |
| Expect to get indicted when you really livin' like this |
| And I know they feeling my shit, 'cause they be stealing my shit |
| Shit done got so silly man, I really might quit |
| But before I do let me get this million right quick |
| Riding 'round the Ville with a stick, feel like I’m still in '06 |
| Rentals with the peel off tints |
| Listen, you really don’t know shit |
| Feel like I got a tat on this bitch, how my trigger finger itch |
| I done spent a rack on this bitch |
| I done seen how she act on that dick |
| Girl you nasty, imagine this, I’m back with the shit |
| Just break 'em down to four zips, and vacuum the shit |
| Black trash bags, we really having that shit |
| And we don’t give no passes to no passengers bitch |
| So far past 'em I don’t even remember passing a bitch |
| Got to pay me to pay attention, I ain’t patching up shit |
| Yeah I’m back with this shit, don’t give a fuck who you go get |
| I’m out here every day, I’m by my lonely, hood as it gets |
| Homie 'dem steppin' on shit, just put his foot on a brick |
| I had to get me some money too, I couldn’t resist |
| Grind Hard |
| I wonder how you watchin' me eat gon' fill up your stomach? |
| I ain’t even finish countin' it and I want some more money |
| Sorry, don’t know how to chill, but I got ice in my veins |
| Spend my days at the bank, and spend my nights at the range |
| How you figure fuckin' with me will be a good idea? |
| I got that toy on me and I’m flyer than Buzz Lightyear, yeah |
| There we go, drivin' hoes hysterical |
| My lil shawty’s body like the mama off Incredibles |
| Lookin' like a snack with a bag full of edibles |
| I’m not from this planet, I’m an extraterrestrial |
| And I still ball like the game ain’t fixed |
| I brought extra ammunition case my aim ain’t shit |
| Mama never got the hint |
| High school I was baggin', I was cooler than the fucking York Peppermint Patty |
| Now I’m black on black on black inside the devil’s favorite chalice |
| With a chick from out a pageant, 'bout to be her baby daddy |
| I’m the pappy, I’m the pappy, don’t he look just like his daddy? |
| I’m so good at making babies, I think that’s my hidden talent |
| Okay, okay, back to raking up the money just to stash it |
| Trapped a hundred pounds and it never left the plastic |
| My lil partner left for Cali and he came back with a package |
| That was 2012, he got seven years for trafficking |
| Just in case you thought this shit was cute, you’re insane |
| Out here tryna get some change 'til they have your ass in chains |
| Godspeed |