Till the day I die , yea
Imma be a whole day vibe, yea
Baby hop in let's ride, yea
We can live free die hard
Never mind my scars,
My life been wild, yea
But she like my style, yea
Don't speak on my name dawg
We not the same dawg
I just want the dollars
I don't really need the fame dawg
Man they got me caged in,
Y'all think a good man can't sin,
Y'all think a bad hand can't win,
Look what I done did.
Wasn't nothin but a bad ass kid,
Had nothin but a pad and a pen,
Where do I begin,
Well first off , lemme get my verse off,
We ain't cut from the same shirt cloth, Don't
Fuck with me, I don't really want to hurt y'all,
Fightin at the party when the beer gone,
Swerve off,
always the rebellion,
Blowing on skunk, you can smell it,
But please don't ask to inhale it,
This is all me,
17, I was rockin tall tees,
why I step in the building yall leave ,
Man I ain't come to bother nobody,
Why the record labels always kick me out of the lobby,
But we keeping it movin homie, this is more than a hobby, yea
-and I don't keep just anybody around me
Till the day I die , yea
Imma be a whole day vibe, yea
Baby hop in let's ride, yea
We can live free die hard
Never mind my scars,
My life been wild, yea
But she like my style, yea
Don't speak on my name dawg
We not the same dawg
I just want the dollars
I don't really need the fame dawg
If the profit don't matter to you,
You prolly ain't chillin with me,
If I could make it double up
My partner gone get it with me
Been tryna make a dream come true,
They underestimate what we gone do
They be asking why he go so hard, but they don't understand what He go through
Boy I done got away from the crabs in the bucket,
No I ain't tryna gamble I ain't really that lucky,
All these mother fuckers hate me,
It don't really mean nothin,
The majority supporting me all of a sudden
Better get your BM
Why she in my DM
Tellin me come over
you was gone for the weekend ,
But everybody mad at Jody,
I don't want to be him,
the whole world gone mad,
where do I begin
I used to write em from the joint,
-now I'm lighting up a joint,
Against all odds, bank account still growing,
Hell these days I ain't even got to prove a point,
And I, let her come through on a rainy day,
Then we make part 2 , 50 shades , grey,
Imma have to go through, if you in the way,
Anything past due I'm a make them pay,
And you knowing that's true if it what I say
Can't be telling these fools out here where I stay
Till the day I die , yea
Imma be a whole day vibe, yea
Baby hop in let's ride, yea
We can live free die hard
Never mind my scars,
My life been wild, yea
But she like my style, yea
Don't speak on my name dawg
We not the same dawg
I want the money
To hell with the fame
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