Death Wish
(专辑: Apply Pressure - 2020)
Roll somethin up Aye Merk you already know what it is boy, aye Whattup Game They not ready for what the
fuck we bout to do Surrey They not ready homie Jesus piece around my neck and I'm wearin it like a
vest I'm the
boss I
don't see all that arrogance as a
threat Game told me don't forget to be careful how you invest Now the G
Wagon interior glaring off my Patek I
know you have that on ya conscience this is Canada to Compton Get a
Grammy then a
Oscar and go right back to the
projects I'm someone they pretend to be, suckas don't get my energy I
was a
young'n in that cutlass bumpin The
Documentary We'd sneak outta the
house while Grandma was watching Jeopardy She caught us on the
block and made us dump out all our Hennessy Just the
thought of its nostalgic I
was on my 8
mile shit I
was young I
was confused but the
music would over power it That was back in 03, I
swear the
aftermath was Shady So I
can't imagine sayin I'm collabin with The
Game So when I
die, cremate me put my ashes in a
vase Roll me up inside a
blunt and fuckin pass it to my gang Someone tell my Momma I
made it out the
hood now I'm famous I
been riding round faded from LA to Las Vegas I
had to manifest this, hatin on us is a
death wish Someone tell my Momma I
made it out the
hood now I'm famous I
been riding round faded from LA to Las Vegas I
had to manifest this, hatin on us is a
death wish Put them lambos up, bring them Impalas out Gimme a
eighth and a
crater I
show you what them dollas bout Still countin large amounts, Still smoking by the
ounce Still fuck with Dre, I'm gettin head right outside his house 2020 vision, angel on the
grill Juiced up to Pac like that fat nigga still When I
still got it, mama happy I
made it For all them times I
got her raided I
moved her to Vegas Life is a
gamble, snake eyes on the
dice Glock in my True Religions, My passion of Christ And I'm running these lights, smoking this dope Sold all my albums just like I
did with the
coke Underhand, see this money make these bitches do the
running man I'm comfortable if I
leave the
house, and I
ain't got a
hundred grand Hit twelve with the
eagle, run no Cunningham Us against them, some shit you'll never understand Someone tell my Momma I
made it out the
hood now I'm famous I
been riding round faded from LA to Las Vegas I
had to manifest this, hatin on us is a
death wish Someone tell my Momma I
made it out the
hood now I'm famous I
been riding round faded from LA to Las Vegas I
had to manifest this, hatin on us is a
death wish