Chorus

This life ain't this aint
This life ain't for
This life ain't
War at me war at me
Ain't no fantasize ain't no thinking us giving no remorse
This life ain't for

Verus
No ceiling involved place angles in my past lady year
I went to a she devil laid as a plea sent pantiens on tank top but that old new story if I'm made like a made
I make it in her rose garden talk a lot greed t-shirt v straight
Imma victim head at the neck carry on bunch a thanksgiving so hi to the reserved woman I use to have it sweet,
I feel mali and only moulina
Three word in mind that's flavor love trip to the south is the same as a trip on tight close mouth
I like visit the beach you counting the finial I bring and roll with us call it sand under your feet like fall season call each of us undescibe yo
That who every ain't banging for a bunch dead people already know that's y I say fuck all the bitch
I really mean that but the your fedbacks not mentioned enough
I guess that y I say what it means being caught in the choices you don't really feel for

I save a dime like contact on the field tell these rapper obama need a change
I'll body bag all the wash up rappers.
Money keep me care free I think he going need a pharamenta
Us get crueler then a sin say
Uh I know
Guap speak to these ladies for me.
Uh I throw up Sherman Records trying us like a beef
Warning get commander and chief redirect I'm drop death
Bars on everybody sitting like a ganster and a capo main mine of thought

Chorus
This life ain't this aint
This life ain't for
This life ain't
War at me war at me
Ain't no fanasize ain't no thinking us giving no remorse
This life ain't for

Verus
More money and power now they say it's hi hatters
Well I like my life on mafila say hello to my little friend
Nieghbors saying there go Tony Montana
Uh man what a vehicle all I know travel like men
I sleep with her when off menstrual cycle
Tell the doctor I appoint her like peyment option
If my game on Jordan I talking when I speak about what's real
I mean I they go think about where the one who they got as the one
You want you need pockets staking high as a nose bleed
I resident in the city I res her rump like wendys
Watching for the cop me at the bay but you the sell out
Hanging with myself us planing go get a copies itself
I catch the news on you later after I the fishman take your body out buy thirty
I just want a trillion in a few minute
See me I'm on my way to a deposit filling
Yea yal ain't talk as real enough for what her feel
Yea
I party and I let them know it's us I lead and I got them knowing us don't really stunt

I scientist I and meterologist I'm born survivior I'm on 100, 000
You can get a sun tan standing the next to my appearance

Man where that revolver and 2 shell I carry that firearm and let off 4 shells uh
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Where The Competition Lyrics

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