This is dedicated to all who don't see it coming
You can true baby you can live trife Whatever way you you got to leave your life Aiyyo, you're running out of and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the finish
You can live true baby you can live Whatever way you chose you got to your life Aiyyo, you're out of time and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the line
And yo! I can't afford to waste a Steppin' with my eyes on checkin' on my weapons Every millisecond, motherfuckers say true to this But when they the microphone they shit sound like stupidness
Hah, mad to pull another scandal I know that you can't handle when I flip from angles Now feel my hot wax, burning from my candles You can't the heat, so you switch from boots to wearing sandals
This is for example, will make a nigga curse When comes to worse, you be the first to disperse now We don't believe your man was living like to find that nigga see exactly where his heart was at
It's a damn shame how son know your style, know your Watch how he pull your file, make you you never fuckin' came Now even the hardest has his final day So kill that shit you talkin', and be about your way
You can live true baby you can live Whatever way you chose you got to leave your Aiyyo, running out of time and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the line
You can live true you can live trife way you chose you got to leave your life Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to The line, the finish line
Yo, everyday I see you on the smoking With a bunch of niggaz scoping on how they can you wide open You don't even know going on up in your circle Awful niggaz itch to leave you black blue and purple
Ahh, your man came to put you on and tried to make you Hit you with some shit that left you mad in disbelief You just can't believe that that you smoke with is on it And the way they rass they really got to bust yo'
your man was joking, paid no attention to the situation Got with your crew and just smoking Now your man sit and watch you In any other situation you'd be like you gigantic
I guess all that fronting is your main It's apparent, he can see right you like you transparent Aiyyo, you need to watch your back you running out of Watch your step, 'cuz you only inches from the finish
You can true baby you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave your Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to The finish line, the finish
You can live true baby you can trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave your Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to The line, the finish line
Now, about a million motherfuckers on your trail Quick to your shit for every single time your words failed I'm watchin' all the moves you makin' fuck the Super-bitch you just be fakin' if I'm not mistakin'
Every move you fake you dig your grave a deeper Come around me with that shit I'ma flip it to my brother's Listen to this, stress my emphasis I insist to fix and bring the noise as as I exist
Now you walk around the streets with all shit you speak And step inside the just to receive the illest ass beating Hoo, take a look around you get no type of Impatiently, I sit and watch you die in your own
Hah, now you out dead and stinkin', and eyes are no longer blinkin' Time caught up quick, your little bitch way of thinkin' Ahh, watch you diminish, while your niggaz have to put a On your false image
You can live baby you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to your life Aiyyo, running out of time and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the line
You can live true you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to your life Aiyyo, running out of time and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the finish
You can live true you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave life Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to The line, the finish line
You can live true you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave your Aiyyo, you're out of time and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the finish
You can live true you can live trife Whatever way you you got to leave your life Aiyyo, running out of time and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the line
Word is bond, is life You shall be willing to give your before your words shall fail All who out there frontin', misleading they peoples Actin' other they really are
It will catch up to you player, word is So that's specifically to all fake motherfuckers Living out here on bullshit to act like they know what the fuck's going on