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Sylvan LaCue
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Cruel World
I'm still workin' my whole life Still tryna run and they [?] Money, women, and chaos Blindin by the Lord, promise land of the payoff Rose gold and victors, little time, the trade off Off of the radar Nice in Calabasas, offers from Medusa Liquor fountains abroad Lost city of angels, overthrown by the stars Landscapes and uggs Handshakes and drugs Party favors from strangers, no registration for love When lust heals your soul Validations from bimmers, my trust nails below How you fuck up the money and still rush the show? Over statin' my messages Way too many chains to be hung up on this necklace Hennessy for supper, two ibuprofens for breakfast The long lost nights nice, but mornings be treacherous I know I should'a kept it the God way Bout' to do it again, hate to learn it the hard way Peace, nigga I pray you never leave me Don't let this cruel world deceive me I'm still workin' my whole life Still tryna [?] Cadence, uh Flow get to choppin like I'm jada Time will only tell if I was ready Fuck being petty, I could never concentrate on somethin' I don't give a shit about Rollin' through the city with some homies who don't ever think twice Used be the man, they say Used to have it all, now you climbing from the bottom Fickle man, how can I approach this They love you they hate you, they love you again Rolling with the pen Simple with the execution Let the story begin These niggas told me I was scared of bein' bleep (I AIN'T SCARED NIGGA I AIN'T SCARED) Fuck it, I ain't even judgin' Back when I was sidelined Mouth shut, waves out in public Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Now it's me and my squad Wise till' I die Fuck about what I said on my last record, stop askin' Tick-tock fashion, I rose from the ashes A phoenix could never compare to me This shit is like air to me You niggas trying to hard I barely give effort with it, been prayin' for my brother 16 in the world where they [?] Gotta check a nigga Hate to see my nigga lining up 'fore they catch a bigger peak of the world that we lost in Often I go off in a tangent speaking on this bullshit game Only rappers the mothafuckas who feel my pain And what I get? 25 limits Swear to God it's a blessing a black male even made it alive Still got homies in a greater surprise If it wasn't me I, could've probably ended up like B-I-G Niggas wanna have me rap sheet, T.I See my reason in for being in a position I managed to progress We all cycles with his following Ain't enough to suck the dick, muhfuckas is swallowing Still I say something and it's that. Real niggas prevail in the weak squad of the This shit is elementary I need a bad bitch, chemistry, and some peace of mind over Hennessy Fuck any enemy, no befriending me Please, I still get off this No dickriders man, please get off us Cops killing kids man, please don't off us And all we wanna do is set up shops in office I'm a killer, I promise that's how I know ya man Started treating my city like some shoulder pads Successful is stressful but best believe I'm the one to bring excitement back Nonbelievers, no time for that Why you think a nigga up and left last year It's looking like the game need more change, and I'mma be the mothafuckin cashier Like that
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