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What does a young nigga do stuck in the Streets with no options? Some fall, some fail, some make a way. Young Pace, yeah. You ain't from the streets, you ain't seen no Murders. Hundreds on hundreds, get my bitch new Purses. If it's up to them, I won't get No further. Leave it up to 12, I won't Keep my burner. Mama know the life I chose, I know it hurt her. I was in the Streets so long and I was thugging. You don't know the life I live, so don't Judge it. I paid a hundred bands for this Chain, better not touch it. Made a couple friends in the streets, they my Brothers. Locked in forever with niggas and no Others. That fake loyalty an infection, better wear Your mask. F&N mag, twenty rounds, Shoot it to a click. They remember me and Gary Chose riding with a stick. Roll the window down on they block, run a Nigga quick. They don't want no problems, better Tell 'em who they fucking with. Couple hundred grand what we touching, on some light Shit. All out the streets off the strength with No big homie. I'm the coldest nigga on the West with this wrist on me. Keep the lame shit 'cause that shoe never fit On me. CEO Pace, you can call a nigga To get on me. Fake ass niggas who you Dealing with? Rich ass bitches who I stick it In. Million dollar spots where I'm living in. Standing on my biz, ain't no giving in, yeah. You ain't from the streets, you ain't seen no Murders. Hundreds on hundreds, get my bitch new Purses. If it's up to them, I won't get No further. Leave it up to 12, I won't Keep my burner. Mama know the life I chose, I know it hurt her. I was in the Streets so long and I was thugging. You don't know the life I live, so don't Judge it. I paid a hundred bands for this Chain, better not touch it. They all say they real, but we don't see No actions. Yeah, we see captions, but you not A factor. A beat and some words and a Chain don't make you a rapper. I speak the real, man, them niggas is cappers. Gucci on my body keep a nigga feeling G'd Up. Dirt up on my name, drop a sack, Bro, and clean it up. Bubble time four, yeah, Just ringing up. I seen you with your first 10K, nigga, keep it up. Got her in her feelings when I'm leaning. I don't give a fuck and I mean it. I can't say I love you, I won't mean It. You was a fan of other niggas, I Wasn't the one that you believed in. I guess feelings change, I'm getting rich now. Them Instagram bitches on my dick now. Them thousand dollar Uggs, yeah, they fit now. Them lame ass niggas, yeah, they sick now. You ain't from the streets, you ain't seen no Murders. Hundreds on hundreds, get my bitch new Purses. If it's up to them, I won't get No further. Leave it to 12, I won't keep My burner. Mama know the life I chose, I know it hurt her. I was in the Streets so long and I was thugging. You don't know the life I live, so don't Judge it. I paid a hundred bands for this Chain, better not touch it. You from the streets, you ain't seen no murders. Hundreds on hundreds, get my bitch new purses. If it's up to them, I won't get no Further. Leave it up to 12, I won't keep My burner. Mama know the life I chose, I know it hurt her. I was in the Streets so long and I was thugging. You don't know the life I live, so don't Judge it. I paid a hundred bands for this Chain, better not touch it. Shit, nigga
AFN Peso — No Option
«No Option» — AFN Peso. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:03. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
