Colt 45

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Tell me how a young man gonna gain confidence
With no accomplishments, no Achilles
I ain't even in apartments, I'm in basements
Stick 'em up in lobbies, shit
You know what time it is
Hear a whole lotta bullshit coming out ya mouth
But why would I listen
You ain't the one putting money in my bank account
This a escapade, homie
And I'm bouta get paid
Why you gotta throw shade?
From a mothafucka tryna move up out the way
Ion get it, but it's funny why I stay
'Cause I grew up with some good kids turned killer
You're looking at me foul 'cause I'm chasing the dream
I ain't in the pen, but I'm penning over beats
And I ain't smoke no tree just to write in, homie, please
Listen to the words when I'm speaking what it mean
Listen to the words 'cause I'm speaking what it mean

Sitting on the porch sipping colt 45
Looking to the stars and hope you stay alive
Loaded on the mothafucking colt 45
Aim it at my enemy, hope he would
Sitting on the porch sipping colt 45
Looking to the stars and hope you stay alive
Loaded on the mothafuckin colt 45
Aim it at my enemy, I hope

I ain't felt pain since the 6th grade
Now I sell dope, and it feel great
I can never fear when I kill, but they keep it real
Mama in the room, steady popping pills
I'm the one that's creeping down the road at midnight
With the money, dude, and you was something usual
When the people assuming that you ain't suitable
When they loaded the clip
They stuck like the voodoo do
Man, I'm taking hella chances
Scanless like a dancer, you disappearing like phantom
Told you I could stand it, we need to move to Havana
Light a couple candles and listen to all our banners
But you wanna start arguments
Now you really wanna start some shit
Man, I really needa spark that shit
Laid back, with your homies. Fuck all this shit

Sitting on the porch sipping colt 45
Looking to the stars and hope you stay alive
Loaded on the mothafucking colt 45
Aim it at my enemy, hope he would
Sitting on the porch sipping colt 45
Looking to the stars and hope you stay alive
Loaded on the mothafuckin colt 45
Aim it at my enemy, I hope

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My uncle rolled up while I was puffing on a jack
I'm sure he wonder what he can do to give back
Ion get it though, how I'm here is a miracle
Sleeping on the floor, clenching the 4-4
While Biggie bumping in the back, kicking the door
Think about it all, dog, and this bitching, for sure
Learn a lot about myself, learn a lot about the wealth of a young man
Growing into something, he ain't know it
Used to stand on the corner, flipping the bird
Almost got stabbed, lockdown, tell me the word, like
Homie you got the word
You could write a whole verse going speaking the world
I been dreaming of my body, he can write it in a hearse
Seen a lot of foul moments, hope for peace after Earth
Lotta hard times, knew the good coming soon
As I'm looking to the stars I see my future, I knew, I knew

Sitting on the porch sipping colt 45
Looking to the stars and hope you stay alive
Loaded on the mothafucking colt 45
Aim it at my enemy, hope he would
Sitting on the porch sipping colt 45
Looking to the stars and hope you stay alive
Loaded on the mothafuckin colt 45
Aim it at my enemy, I hope