Lyrics

Don't worry about the mishaps Chin straps, headlock We all got the same rise We all got the same drop 2011: we all in the same pot Make a choice, you have a voice Back then, we was parted by the masters Gave us religion so we couldn't move past it In reality it's all about the Earth People turn their back Because of money and it's worth Now I will never work just to work People dying every day Just to buy a t-shirt And why college is so expensive? People wanna learn, but there's always some fences I tell you like that I move with forgiveness People always wanna cut But not with precision I guess that we're gifted This is one life to live and I'mma live it Fuck the critics, I'm happy Lil Boss I'm from Waterfront, Bay Area California man Lil Boss: party, no party People still rocking Young Based God, no way to stop me Signed a couple checks I ain't talking deposits This is wannabe gangstas No walks with the strangers Had no friends I was looking for an angel Wanted the floor map But I ain't have no angles Now every time I see the flag I salute to the thugs The flag salutes back That's America for us People die just to speak to the Freedom before us Now we pleading for more stuff There's clones in the hood Everybody is a soulja And everybody with this shit But don't nobody wanna teach nobody Wanna get sick, but get caught for the crime That's why I keep it so real Life after life, we might not talk I'm at peace, one love man, Fixed that beef Can't nobody do it like that boy Lil B That's real shit Tell muthafuckas to sample that. Clear that, ya feel me? For the clearance, Lil B Based God
Writer(s): Brandon Christopher Mccartney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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