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Another day, a hundred ways to live it
Too many graves to visit and these days have limits
Iâm not gonna waste my minutes on a gangstaâs pivot
Cuz I ainât never seen a grave and a gangsta in it
And I ainât never been afraid of the things that tinted
Isnât an option for my character, a bunch would be aware of that
4-5 caliber, mask, 8 and I cap it back in the days I was rappinâ as if it ainât gonna happen
Nowadays catch me stakinâ the paper like napkins
Iâm debatinâ the ways of the captain
Iâm so fly like the Mona Lisa
Nose dive, I like the whole pie, Iâm a total piece
And itâs âcause I know Christ and my soulâs at ease
Me and Juxx flow is mean like no restraint
Better hit it thorough like your led is plural
Only knives youâve lined up on your credit burral
Movinâ on up, the life I live I
Gotta do it for my wife, my kids I..
No one sue me cuz the crys I live still
Son, you couldnât live the life I live in a lifetime
In a lifetime..
Son, you couldnât live the life I live in a lifetime
In a lifetime..
Son, you couldnât live the life I live
I never punk, a hundred ways to kill him
Juxx stainless steel, Iâm never gangsta grill âem
See Iâm all about a dollar, never jump in my chains
Your boy billionaire buzzinâ, they be pumpinâ my name
On the web, TV channels and radio
Ill delivery, sick dialect, steady flow
Buck town, young gunna I get it clackinâ
Start the clickinâ and clackinâ
Youâre just a target, Iâm aiming and clapping
Emcees must beware my verbal attackinâ
Closed casket, bury the track in
Arcitype is in the moto beast
Ruste Juxx handle all beef cuz I know the streets
And if you donât know the cline then youâre getting got
Copywrite spittinâ lava, itâs getting hot
Hear the beat, turn it up and just let it bang zone
Iâll roll you a fat one then Iâmma sing
Movinâ on up, the life I live I
Gotta do it for my wife, my kids I..
No one sue me cuz the crys I live still
Son, you couldnât live the life I live in a lifetime
In a lifetime..
Son, you couldnât live the life I live in a lifetime
In a lifetime..
Son, you couldnât live the life I live
It would take you a century
60 outside, 40 in penitentiary
For what? To get sure tougher than the toughest
Hard body hip-hop, roughinâ in the roughest
Microphone finninâ, leaninâ, hittinâ corners
Pull the Juxx, tryna come up on a bonus
Murder, murder, more murder and take money money
Only the cash better move, nothing funny dummy
Itâs a jack move, give it up smooth
Pistol whippinâ wrappers like I got to point the truth
Triple OG, youâre dealinâ with a made man
Shot cooler, mick the cool guns really your man
Fo show, big trade pounds and 4-4âs
Roll the thing then we ride out in a war tank
Classic material, just the imperial
Most high exotic ruler, grand poobah
Movinâ on up, the life I live I
Gotta do it for my wife, my kids I..
No one sue me cuz the crys I live still
Son, you couldnât live the life I live in a lifetime
In a lifetime..
Son, you couldnât live the life I live in a lifetime
In a lifetime..
Son, you couldnât live the life I live
- Album:
- Adamantine