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• Artiste: Beeda Weeda
• Titre: This Time
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(KBN, you a menace) Beeda Weeda This time ain't no goin' back, this time ain't no givin' up Promise ain't no fallin' off, promise we gon' live it up Want me, gotta come and get me, wolf, not a sittin' duck Runnin' packs, we runnin' packs, hungry, so I'm on the hunt Trappin' like the rent due, bust down and zip it up Wanna shake these bad habits, but it's hard to give 'em up Ain't worried what the bitch do, ain't hurt her, I don't give a fuck Streets broke your boy in pieces, I'm just tryna pick 'em up Yeah, I miss my nigga Buck, yeah, I miss my nigga Mal Feelin' like I missed my shot, but fuck it, I'ma give my all Gotta make this shit pop, gotta make this one count Probably should've went to school, instead I took thе thug route Posted with my drugs out, hopin' I can catch a play Bitch want a boyfriend, I told hеr go and catch a date Sendin' packs to Carolina, got my nigga catchin' weight If all you do is chase vagina, how you 'posed to elevate? How you 'posed to keep it real and everybody bein' fake? Know I'm really against the odds, but still a nigga keepin' faith Blessed to have my nigga Drew, thankful for my nigga High Kill a nigga over Troy, shout out to my brother Ron Promise we gon' live it up, know you mean the world to me Give a fuck about a clique, keep my lil' girl with me Realest nigga probably breathin', world just don't know it yet Illest nigga rappin', how the fuck that I ain't blow up yet? I just wanna blow a check, niggas tried to blow me off Kicked me when I'm down and out, one day, know it's gonna cost Rappin' what I'm really 'bout, I ain't told a single lie 'Fore I choose a fake bitch, I'ma live the single life Niggas wanna play slick, thinkin' I don't peep game It's a dog-eat-dog world and I'm a different breed, man Every man bleed the same, only fear God Try not to kill these niggas is an everyday job This time ain't no goin' back, this time ain't no givin' up Promise ain't no fallin' off, promise we gon' live it up Want me, gotta come and get me, wolf, not a sittin' duck Runnin' packs, we runnin' packs, hungry, so I'm on the hunt Trappin' like the rent due, bust down and zip it up Wanna shake these bad habits, but it's hard to give 'em up Ain't worried what the bitch do, ain't hurt her, I don't give a fuck Streets broke your boy in pieces, I'm just tryna pick 'em up (We on, yeah) Every time I put my trust in you, you showed me differently (You know that) I'm tryna build a legacy, niggas gon' remember me (Y'all niggas gon' remember me) Them niggas ain't your friends, but for sure, they gon' pretend to be Grew up with them niggas, but I treat 'em like they enemies (Yeah, fuck these niggas) Went and got my own lawyer and I bailed myself out (You know that) Every other day, it's a nigga want me help out (Nigga, fuck on) I ain't have no money, nigga treat me like stepchild Nigga play with me and for sure it's gon' get wild (It's gon' get wild) I can never fail, I got the city on my back now We stood tall, nigga, through it all and we ain't back down (We ain't back down) It's always a pussy-ass nigga in the background (Yeah) Look at where I started and look at where I'm at now (Look at where I'm at now) All this shit I been through, this shit like a testimony (Yeah) Had to get away with some shit, it been dwellin' on me (Shit been dwellin' on me) Safety first at all times, ridin' with that felon on me (Know I got it, nigga) Had to shake them suckers and get low before they start tellin' on me This time ain't no goin' back, this time ain't no givin' up Promise ain't no fallin' off, promise we gon' live it up Want me, gotta come and get me, wolf, not a sittin' duck Runnin' packs, we runnin' packs, hungry, so I'm on the hunt Trappin' like the rent due, bust down and zip it up Wanna shake these bad habits, but it's hard to give 'em up Ain't worried what the bitch do, ain't hurt her, I don't give a fuck Streets broke your boy in pieces, I'm just tryna pick 'em up Dead homies, it's like that for real, though I live this shit, nigga Better know that Yeah, for sure that