Yeah, I know it's a good life But I gotta keep moving Fall asleep in a comfort of nest The room is yellow and the windows are deadest white I smell the ghost of your dinner And the space heat is going like a miniature gate to hell I hear the dogs as I

Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch you offending me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't bet

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Ayy, damn this beat got bass I been on the fo' block, I been on the A Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank What you think I do? I buy more drugs and

I wish somebody would have told me babe All the love you won't forget And all these reckless nights you won't regret Those good old days Some day, these will be the good old days Someday soon, your whole life's gonna change You'll miss the magic of these

I get the money, young nigga get money, the money'll follow me (go get it) I get the money, young nigga get money, (that bag, that bag) the money'll follow me (go get it) I get the money, the money is nothing (go get it), I count it then fall asleep

Looking for meat Wants you to eat Never straight and narrow I won't keep in time Tend to burn the arrow Out of the line Been inclined to wander Off the beaten track

Remember (remember) It's my life and I'll do what I want It's my mind and I'll think what I want Show me I'm wrong, hurt me sometime But some day I'll treat you real fine It's a hard world to get a break in All the good things have been taken But girl

Never by the book, always underestimated It's hard to believe the life that you created Making diamonds out of dust It's a legacy that you take to the grave Self made, self made Live and die by the chance we're taking (Self made) Live and die by the

And I ain't got the power anymore Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's

Dream over, grieve no more And I breathe one last time Now I lay thee down Was it lost? Was it murdered? Within the eye of the beholder Oh, I want to know How it feels when we die Can you take me under? Oh, she watched me leave