3 years ago
P S 2
Lyrics
Chorus
I've been living life in recluse
My momma fear that I may need me a noose
I used to wanna be the best in the world
Until I found out I'm already the truth
When I was 12 I played the PS2
Saving money for a new sweatsuit
Shit, round the same time Nelly dropped sweatsuit
They gon let me in, nigga who let you
My nigga used to say
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, hold yo head, trust no bitch
Niggas out here be fucking up, Aint nobody to trust but us
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, hold yo head, trust no bitch
Niggas out here be fucking up, Aint nobody to trust but us
Verse 1
Back again
They ain't let me in so I brought my friends
I ain't been the same since 2010
Fuck around and have this whole bitch extend
I'm just playing
My nigga then again
I aint have patience since Juice & Gin
I'm talking 1993 when I was in depends
You know it's fucked when you can't trust your friends
I watched these niggas fold over papaer like origami
Trauma got me in suspense on end
I might lose my mind today
Life ain't fair who am I to say
I might, pull up in a platinum Benz
Throw your whole mood off on accident
That nigga Syl switch moods but his raps on ten
I got a problem with acknowledging my stats & wins
Humble or not, you niggas would be done on my block
You run to opps whenever sinners run up ya spot
Your gun never pops, don't tell me you got one in the drop
Be hugging your thot whenever figures come for the guap
The fun never stops, my nigga I aint come here to watch
Im bout that action
Soon as any rumbling starts, I'm out here clashing
I don't do martinis, I rock Old fashions
High by myself with grace, I might just cash in
Chorus
I've been living life in recluse
My momma fear that I may need me a noose
I used to wanna be the best in the world
Until I found out I'm already the truth
When I was 12 I played the PS2
Saving money for a new sweatsuit
Shit, round the same time Nelly dropped sweatsuit
They gon let me in, nigga who let you
My nigga used to say
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, hold yo head, trust no bitch
Niggas out here be fucking up, Aint nobody to trust but us
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, hold yo head, trust no bitch
Niggas out here be fucking up, Aint nobody to trust but us
Outro
Aye, Aye, Aye
Right Quick, Right Quick,
Right Quick
Pay Homage Nigga
Some of yall wouldnt be shit without Speaker Knockerz
Writer(s): SYLVAN LACUE, UNKNOWN WRITER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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