[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
Life... (Uh)
And I ain’t never missed a beat
I thought I been on for being a beast on these beats
But not quite is looking like the joke’s on me
And if I ain’t got next you can tell the industry is beef
Like a pussy on a 6 feet freak that shit get deep
And to the ones deceased, rest in peace
Got you, cold heart but spit fire
Apply pressure nigga with no pliers
Block burner, Roddy a top shotta
I got the heart of a tiger, no lion
Quiet, you know gangster move in silence
I stay D Boy fresh with no stylist
They hate to see you make it from the bottom
I try to make it honest
I tried to get a job, but ain't nobody hire
So back to the block to buy a bag of the chronic
Pass me my lighter, posted and pimping
This what we call survival
We hustle till we off
And I reside in a spot called ??? louisiana
Y’all might never heard about that (Oww)
[Verse 2: Trademark Da Skydiver]
Life... (Uh)
And I ain’t never missed a beat
I thought I been on for being a beast on these beats
But not quite is looking like the joke’s on me
And if I ain’t got next you can tell the industry is beef
Like a pussy on a 6 feet freak that shit get deep
And to the ones deceased, rest in peace
Got you, cold heart but spit fire
Apply pressure nigga with no pliers
Block burner, Roddy a top shotta
I got the heart of a tiger, no lion
Quiet, you know gangster move in silence
I stay D Boy fresh with no stylist
They hate to see you make it from the bottom
I try to make it honest
I tried to get a job, but ain't nobody hire
So back to the block to buy a bag of the chronic
Pass me my lighter, posted and pimping
This what we call survival
We hustle till we off
And I reside in a spot called ??? louisiana
Y’all might never heard about that (Oww)
[Verse 2: Trademark Da Skydiver]
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