New Life

LYRICS

(Intro)

1,095 days
Yeah yeah rock
You just gotta let that shit ride sometimes
This what I’m on 

One thousand and ninety five days
Whoa shit
One thousand and ninety five days
Girl we go them separate ways
You did everything I asked and some more 
Instead I wanted fucking hoes

(Verse 1)

Ay, One thousand and ninety five days
Decided to go separate ways
You did everything I asked and some more 
Instead I wanted to fuck on these hoes
My blood full of drugs I walk inside the club
I’m searching for them bitches who lusting for true love
I break down them flowers 
She get gnarly on them shrooms
She fucking me crazy 
We laughing 
We blazing
The sex is so crazy
But this ain’t even my lady 
Relapsing on action
I’m born in the 80’s
An October baby
The devil’s a liar
Supply him with fire
I pray to the demons 
With hate in my eye 
I hope them niggas get touched
Hope they doubt him
Wish I was present when they was pressing
I saved up my check
For this new Mac 11
Suppressor included, yeah
I’m planning on shooting, ay
Them 2 pussy niggas, ay
I’m never gon see, ay
But I see the Ho
I hope they see me through a red dot sight
Pull up on a fuck nigga 
Let it rip at the light
Matter of fact make a right
Shit went left in 09
Tried to get it together
Every time
Fuck that shit

Ay
Look dawg
Nigga been drinking in brews and blowing J’s nigga
Fuck else I got in my bag man

(Verse 2)

I’m a diamond in the rough 
Without a diamond on me
Underdog nigga 
Whiteside with the Heat
Nigga jumped inside my whip 
A zip was full of weed
Before we pull off I’m like 
“What up if them boys run up”
He shrugged his shoulders 
So you know that mean he down to buck
What the fuck!
Tripping I was in a Ford Taurus
Torso getting porous 
From the bullets headed toward us
Okay that didn’t happen
But all that other shit did, ay
Everybody almost know my fucking adlibs 
I reflect upon myself 
Like some lipstick in the mirror 
Inhaling flames of hell
Exhaling hopes of smoke
On the road down by 1
it’s straight performance 
I don’t choke, ay
Nigga pull up for the 3 
And motherfucking won
Coach was looking 
Like “son what the fuck was doing?!”
I was celebrating with these bitches
Acting like a fool
If you took a risk and hit 
I know that you follow suit my nigga!

I’m a big shot taker
With a ratchet
Going Rambo
Eating gumbo
This shit bump ho
We get groovy
To the music
Let’s get gnarly
Like the body party
No Ciara
Use a Nokia cellular hit me up
She down to fuck i know what’s up
She know what’s up 
Waist slimmer than a PS4 when standing up, ay 
Let me adore
As we ignore
The time like it’s not fucking 3:04
In the AM
You know what I’m sayin 
Higher than super saiyan
In the Himalayas 
Ok see you later dawg
If you ain’t bout your skrilla
What’s a pussy nigga with a gun
I’m Godzilla 
Motherfucking thriller in Manila 
Or got more buzz than Pacquiao and Mayweather,ay
Made a 100 mil off a motherfuckig appearance 
Man I swear to God 
like the modern day God nigga

“What’s else we got in the motherfucking grab bag nigga”?

So I’m going off the dome
Read a couple from my phone
What the fuck you talking bout
I’m in a mobile home
Call it studio 
Aka the home
What you talking bout nigga
I be working in my zone
Like I’m motherfucking Jim Boheim
Okay
Call me Willie Cauley-Stein
In the motherfucking paint
Tona 500
And I’m out boy

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Red Dot Sight (LYRICS INCLUDED IN BIO)

Leaked Wave Radio/HVP Media Present "Project One" by Tracy Statik

This Project was put together in a way to make the listener get lost in the vibes, this project features the post editing style of Tracy while he still delivers an incredibly rhythmic flow.

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