To the Lord's visionares mm mm mm
Dyin in the struggle
Yeah
Rest In Peace that's my A K A n***a
Y'all don't feel me
See I was born in the womb beatin down my mom's walls
Now in the 90's you can find 'em makin a chronic call
Definitely I need a blunt come fill it up with some bud
East double 99 for life ain't none of y'all f**kin with us
There I was with the Thugs bustin and pullin out broke a*s guns
Tryna bluff my way hey I pistol whip on s**t
I'm still number one runnin the click
And f**kin wit a pump it on up in let the Regime get dumb
Buckin wit a 55 chance Bizzy off in your city
Ready to dance with these itchy a*s hands
And Bizzy on the off ramp just cause I'm thuggin
S**t this music got me soft tramps seein my cousins buggin
But I don't give a f**k I'm puffin onions the ounces and Bizzy smile
I made it and you hate it that's the way the ball bounce
I keep my gun and make the money and that's for my baby son
What a creation in my life I think he's a thug
And there I was f**kin with the Thuggsta Lay'
With Flesh workin feedin the family in the C L E V E L A
Better believe indeed I got somethin up under my sleeve
Connected to the thieves when it gets thoughtless grow some w**d
It's deja vu whenever I'm with you
I could smoke on forever ain't it true that I do
I can feel it inside I can't explain how I feel
Remember when my neighbor Linda let a n***a eat a meal
Learn to fight off my back on my own did he struggle
In the 'Land on my hustle tryin to piece on out the puzzle
Nobody knows when we'll die it still maintain through the rough
I be the first to give my life my life BB da thug
