F**k Pigs
Nice guys finish last
So I fuckin round no more
Niggas finna be hella mad when you tell them no
That they can't go
But you ain't put in work like trill
619 My nigga
You should know the fuckin deal
Rappin everyday perfecting all my crafts
Something like a layup drill
Im cutting to the rack
Never had a chance
I did this by myself
Building up the dream team
All the homies living by the motto which is cream
Cash ruling everything around me
Bitches saying my Karisma and the drip is so damn outstanding
Took to many losses had to dig myself up out the trenches
Nigga never talking over me
When I speak these niggas fuckin listen
Used to be the little brother
Now the nigga big homie
Never trusting shit you say cuz I know you niggas phony
If a nigga died today guaranteed they'd fuckin clone me
Death to all the crooked cops
Im screaming fuck the ops till the day that I am gone
The day a nigga gone
Im passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
Death to all the crooked cops
Im screaming fuck the ops till the day that I am gone
The day a nigga gone
I am passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
Scary world we live in
No new niggas declining all of the F.N applications
Always move in silence
Avoid the altercations
While Im running over rappers like Im fuckin Walter Payton
Got no choice but make it
Still gone make it
Without the faking
Doing drugs
Im in the Matrix
You prolly hate me
Your shawty got me on her playlist
Its all good
Niggas internet thuggin
Caught you on the flip
Now you staying quite
I wish a nigga would
That would be your biggest lost
Niggas taking off
Alaska airlines to your jaw
Always winning rarely fall
Stacking money hella tall
Niggas act like bitches I can't fuck with y'all
Rather trust my lady
To hold the fuckin tooly
If shit get iffy
She ain't snitching
Ride or die
I only trust my niggas or my lady is what im saying
Still be praying to make it out
To see my future grandkids
Life Is a gamble that shit Is filed with scandals
Death to all the crooked cops
Im screaming fuckin the ops till the day a nigga gone
The day a nigga gone
I am passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
Death to all the crooked cops im screaming fuck the ops till the day a nigga gone
The day a nigga gone
I am passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
So I fuckin round no more
Niggas finna be hella mad when you tell them no
That they can't go
But you ain't put in work like trill
619 My nigga
You should know the fuckin deal
Rappin everyday perfecting all my crafts
Something like a layup drill
Im cutting to the rack
Never had a chance
I did this by myself
Building up the dream team
All the homies living by the motto which is cream
Cash ruling everything around me
Bitches saying my Karisma and the drip is so damn outstanding
Took to many losses had to dig myself up out the trenches
Nigga never talking over me
When I speak these niggas fuckin listen
Used to be the little brother
Now the nigga big homie
Never trusting shit you say cuz I know you niggas phony
If a nigga died today guaranteed they'd fuckin clone me
Death to all the crooked cops
Im screaming fuck the ops till the day that I am gone
The day a nigga gone
Im passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
Death to all the crooked cops
Im screaming fuck the ops till the day that I am gone
The day a nigga gone
I am passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
Scary world we live in
No new niggas declining all of the F.N applications
Always move in silence
Avoid the altercations
While Im running over rappers like Im fuckin Walter Payton
Got no choice but make it
Still gone make it
Without the faking
Doing drugs
Im in the Matrix
You prolly hate me
Your shawty got me on her playlist
Its all good
Niggas internet thuggin
Caught you on the flip
Now you staying quite
I wish a nigga would
That would be your biggest lost
Niggas taking off
Alaska airlines to your jaw
Always winning rarely fall
Stacking money hella tall
Niggas act like bitches I can't fuck with y'all
Rather trust my lady
To hold the fuckin tooly
If shit get iffy
She ain't snitching
Ride or die
I only trust my niggas or my lady is what im saying
Still be praying to make it out
To see my future grandkids
Life Is a gamble that shit Is filed with scandals
Death to all the crooked cops
Im screaming fuckin the ops till the day a nigga gone
The day a nigga gone
I am passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
Death to all the crooked cops im screaming fuck the ops till the day a nigga gone
The day a nigga gone
I am passing down the legacy fornever living on
Fornever living on
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Hill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.