Preme - Ill Life 4 Lyrics
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Ill Life 4
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What Are The Lyrics For Ill Life 4 By Preme?
I used to say
Do dreams really come true? Do miracles happen? Can I get paid for my passion? When I was young and my American fam would laugh at my accent I'd say my accent is 'bout as thick as your glasses, ha Proud to say I've never caught up with fashion These clothes can't cover your soul And as of lately I've been focused on my lady F*ck bitches, man, them hoes ain't covered in gold They wouldn't let me cross the border, customs had me hold It's my story, if I don't tell it, it will never be told Every man must stand on his own two I know the grind, germs taught me how to hustle in '02 From flippin' burgers to committin' burglaries, uh From winnin' spelling bees to catchin' felonies, uh My hood credentials Such ways to protection Momma, I pray I make it to make up for what you been through Nobody really gets you Feel like the whole world is against you And ain't nobody comin' in your rescue And all you wanna do is be the best you Just know you were born for this ill life You ain't the only one goin' through this ill life All I know how to live is this ill life They gon' see what I did with this ill life, yeah, yeah Uh, follow my story See the pain in my steps Sunshine bring life So I'ma reign in the death For the sake of my kid I'm tryna find some common ground with my ex But it's hard to get right when you left And lately shit done got me thinkin' How I gotta strike in order to become a kingpin Let that sink in Quiet in the clubs, just smokin', drinkin' Or yellin', "free my niggas" like I'm Lincoln Remember when Cole would open for Drake And I would open for Cole So I'ma climb to the top, I was still two levels below That shit just fuel the hunger, I have to settle the score Get off toe, hop on my bike, back to pedellin' dope Talk about bein' stressed, had to finally accept I'd be rich if I could cash a reality check Money ain't never make me Pussy ain't never slaved me So trappin' while I'm rappin' just prayin' that Lord you save me Nobody really gets you Feel like the whole world is against you And ain't nobody comin' in your rescue And all you wanna do is be the best you Just know you were born for this ill life You ain't the only one goin' through this ill life All I know how to live is this ill life They gon' see what I did with this life, yeah, yeah Uh, and what I can say? Besides I want it Want it more, connoisseur A young boy makin' fossils out of these dinosaurs Say it, say it loud and proud Own that shit, I got ownership I can hand out eviction notices Young black landlord Niggas can't see me like a sandstorm Big gold medals like we ran for 'em Still willin' to fall for what we stand for Violate, I'll cut off your lights like I pulled the lamp cord Uh, we catch flights then catch feelings Hard to smell the hate through the scent of a fresh million Realest niggas recite me, the fake never relate I'm from where a man is measured by what he got in his safe Drinkin' Old English On the corner duckin' police Know me, I grew up and I blew up now I'm the OG Slim nigga pockets so big Got my bitches on a short leash Nobody really gets you Feel like the whole world is against you And ain't nobody comin' in your rescue And all you wanna do is be the best you Just know you were born for this ill life You ain't the only one goin' through this ill life All I know how to live is this ill life They gon' see what I did with this life |
Who Wrote Ill Life 4 By Preme?
Jermaine Thompson, Matthew Anderson, Raynford Humphrey
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What's The Duration Of The Ill Life 4 By Preme?The duration of Ill Life 4 is 4:04 minutes and seconds. |
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