This is dedicated to all those who see it coming
You can live true you can live trife Whatever way you you got to leave your life 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 chose you got to leave life Aiyyo, you're running out of and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the line
And yo! I can't afford to a second Steppin' with my on niggaz checkin' on my weapons Every millisecond, motherfuckers say they true to But when they grab the they shit sound like stupidness
Hah, mad to pull another scandal I know that you can't handle when I flip from other Now my hot wax, burning from my melting candles You can't take the heat, so you switch from to wearing sandals
is for example, shit will make a nigga curse When worse comes to worse, you be the first to now We don't believe your man was like that to find that nigga see exactly where his heart was at
It's a damn shame how son know style, know your name Watch how he pull your file, make you wish you fuckin' came Now even the hardest motherfucker has his day So that shit you talkin', and be about your fuckin' way
You can live true you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave your Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you to cross The finish line, the line
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 finish line, the line
Yo, everyday I see you on the smoking With a of niggaz scoping on how they can split you wide open You even know what's going on up in your circle Awful murder niggaz itch to leave you black and purple
Ahh, man came to put you on and tried to make you bleed Hit you with some shit that you flippin' mad in disbelief You just can't believe that that you smoke with is on it And the way rass they really got to bust yo' shit
Thought your man was joking, paid no to the situation Got with your crew and continued smoking Now your man sit and watch you In any other situation you'd be fronting like you
I guess all that is your main talent apparent, he can see right through you like you transparent Aiyyo, you need to watch your you running out of time Watch your step, 'cuz you inches from the finish line
You can live true baby you can trife way you chose you got to leave your life Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you to cross The finish line, the line
You can true baby 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 line
Now, there's about a motherfuckers on your trail Quick to bust your shit for every single time your words I'm watchin' all the you makin' fuck the speculatin' Super-bitch nigga you be fakin' if I'm not mistakin'
Every move you fake you dig grave a little deeper Come around me with that shit flip it to my brother's keeper Listen to this, stress my emphasis I to fix and bring the noise as long as I exist
Now you walk around the streets with all that shit you And step inside the just to receive the illest ass beating Hoo, take a look you get no type of sympathy Impatiently, I sit and you die in your own iniquity
Hah, now you out and stinkin', and your eyes are no longer blinkin' Time caught up quick, with your little way of thinkin' Ahh, watch you diminish, while your have to put a finish On your false image
You can live baby you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to your life Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to The line, the finish line
You can live true baby you can trife Whatever way you chose you got to your life Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you 'bout to The finish line, the line
You can live baby you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave life Aiyyo, you're out of time and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the line
You can live true baby you can live way you chose you got to leave your life Aiyyo, you're running out of and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the line
You can live true baby you can trife Whatever way you chose you got to your life Aiyyo, you're running out of and you 'bout to cross The finish line, the finish
Word is bond, is life You shall be willing to your life before your words shall fail All those who out there frontin', misleading they Actin' other than really are
It will up to you player, word is bond So that's specifically to all fake motherfuckers Living out here on bullshit Trying to act like they know what the fuck's on