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go hard freestyle - life lyrics

[intro:]
harry fraud… vee said don’t f*ck up my studio equipment, n*gga!
make sure that sh*t right sun! (laughter)
yea..
alphabet boys, on my ass trynna’ lock a n*gga up…
f*ck that, f*ck that (laughter)
yea

[verse 1:]
alphabet boys trynna’ spell out my name
put me in a line, so they could point out my face
but since young, i knew
momma taught me
never tattle tale since booster chairs and alphabet soup
that’s why i’m the one locked up instead of you
no commissary, no bail, trash food
on my way to court, cold early mornings, no suit
guessin’ when i thought you was solid i was fooled
soon as i touch down, comin’ up now
i don’t wanna switch my style
have my fans talkin’ bout the new me ain’t me
and i was much realer now
so i’ma stay realer, stay the way i keep n*gga
been n*gga, this the way that i’m me n*gga
(me n*gga) this the way i be n*gga
never tried to be n*ggas, up to you to believe n*ggas
did i make n*ggas? lose n*ggas? grieve, n*gga?
a’ma fat boy, mister lay you flat boy
belly up, back down, i don’t mean actin’ fat when i tell you
don’t play around
thug i’m from the backyards, lay ‘em down
playin’ with them rounds
pain in your ribs different from a shot in the abdominal
that’s why the nicest beds is for the sickest in the hospital
so if you don’t know, shots really burn
i don’t think you’d learn
that’s why they call the sh*t the burner, man
it really burn
heater make it hot like
wayne on the block, like
b*g, turk, juvi, baby on the block (like)
they gon’ start askin’ what happened to the boy when i pusha t back
infrared n*ggas, is this a pusha t track?
yea, record n*gga. this a track record n*gga
always tried to talk to ‘em, this my last effort n*gga
after this a’ma…
cause i ain’t for the takin’ yo
i’m just for the walkin’ yo
i’m just for the sparkin’ like
let if off like some fireworks
burn rubbers like the tire works
like the brakes on ‘em
i might just have to break off em’
i mean brake ‘em off, n*gga
shake off ‘em, n*gga shake ‘em off
they ain’t really wannit
double team, but i’m drivin’ from the baseline
you n*ggas ain’t from the courtz, you n*ggas sideline
you n*ggas sidewalk, you ain’t street, this that street talk
when i come with this … (uh!)
yeah, baby!
f*ck that
f*ck that
f*ck that
i ain’t going back!
n*gga f*ck that
n*gga f*ck that
f*ck that
i rather push your cap back
yea! freestyle baby!

- life lyrics

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