Life or Death
You can live
You can die
But you really can't hide
Hmmmm thats life
I make my own rules
I don't think I'll survive
Hmmm guess why
Every since I was 10
I've been trapped in my mind
I would cry in my room all alone looking out my window
Got the lights turned out
With the ceiling fan on
You can live through your friends
You can live through your
You can live through your love
You can live through these hoes
You could live all alone
If you really want to
Overwhelmed by bills
And your car notes due
Tryna make a mill
With a dollar or two
Tryna make a meal you ain't got no food
So you praying to the lord
That the cash come through
You can live
You can die
But you really can't hide
Hmmmm thats life
I make my own rules
I don't think I'll survive
Hmmm guess why
Every since I was 10
I've been trapped in my mind
I would cry
In my room all alone looking out my window
Got the lights turned out
With the ceiling fan on
Ceiling fan shawty
Baby know I'm blowing up
Steady asking questions
Why my money slowing up
Booking mad shows I'm not even showing up
Cause depression is a weapon
Now my mind is blowing up
Yeah i'm upset, now I'm upset
Switch the subject
Oh yes, baby love sex
Like the rough shit
Number one prospect I'm coming for Jeter
Over 9000
I came to kill freeza
Say his flow mad
But my flow is way meaner
I Swear I'm a warrior call me a sweeper
Torture the scorture
I'll go underwater
To grab all the treasure and prove I'm immortal
Jump through a portal
It's my decision
Multiply baby
Don't do no devision
I'm Cutting the game
So now Thats circumcision
These Niggas are fake
I swear Niggas acrylic
Sick to my stomach
My flow is acidic
The Number one player
Don't need no assistance
We running amok
Shout out rozzy and syn
Pray for the rest
I hope all of us win
Pray for the best
Better come with a vest
When we pray
For our prey
They gon pay they respects
You can live you can die
But you really can't hide
Hmmmm thats life
I make my own rules I don't think I'll survive
Hmmm guess why
Every since I was 10
I've been trapped in my mind
I would cry
In my room all alone looking out my window
Got the lights turned out
With the ceiling fan on
You can die
But you really can't hide
Hmmmm thats life
I make my own rules
I don't think I'll survive
Hmmm guess why
Every since I was 10
I've been trapped in my mind
I would cry in my room all alone looking out my window
Got the lights turned out
With the ceiling fan on
You can live through your friends
You can live through your
You can live through your love
You can live through these hoes
You could live all alone
If you really want to
Overwhelmed by bills
And your car notes due
Tryna make a mill
With a dollar or two
Tryna make a meal you ain't got no food
So you praying to the lord
That the cash come through
You can live
You can die
But you really can't hide
Hmmmm thats life
I make my own rules
I don't think I'll survive
Hmmm guess why
Every since I was 10
I've been trapped in my mind
I would cry
In my room all alone looking out my window
Got the lights turned out
With the ceiling fan on
Ceiling fan shawty
Baby know I'm blowing up
Steady asking questions
Why my money slowing up
Booking mad shows I'm not even showing up
Cause depression is a weapon
Now my mind is blowing up
Yeah i'm upset, now I'm upset
Switch the subject
Oh yes, baby love sex
Like the rough shit
Number one prospect I'm coming for Jeter
Over 9000
I came to kill freeza
Say his flow mad
But my flow is way meaner
I Swear I'm a warrior call me a sweeper
Torture the scorture
I'll go underwater
To grab all the treasure and prove I'm immortal
Jump through a portal
It's my decision
Multiply baby
Don't do no devision
I'm Cutting the game
So now Thats circumcision
These Niggas are fake
I swear Niggas acrylic
Sick to my stomach
My flow is acidic
The Number one player
Don't need no assistance
We running amok
Shout out rozzy and syn
Pray for the rest
I hope all of us win
Pray for the best
Better come with a vest
When we pray
For our prey
They gon pay they respects
You can live you can die
But you really can't hide
Hmmmm thats life
I make my own rules I don't think I'll survive
Hmmm guess why
Every since I was 10
I've been trapped in my mind
I would cry
In my room all alone looking out my window
Got the lights turned out
With the ceiling fan on
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Writer(s): Kealand Cato
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