Book Of Life lyrics

by

QUE.


[Hook:]
I dont believe in half the gas them n*ggers talking yea
It's a female sh*t I’m just doing me
n*gga f*ck your word what about what I’ve been doing
Instead of hating learn to keep it at teed
I’ve been doing me it’s all good homie its all good baby

[Verse 1:]
n*ggers looking like what the f*ck am i expected
Caught up in feelings cause they feel neglected
Cause when that sh*t was finished
But i guess these new n*ggers stuck in the wave of jealousy
I Pray to God that i don't get evicted so that I’m blessed to be
How the f*ck do you count another n*gga pocket
Hating on them either because he shining
Or that woman you love debating on him
Posted of been talking in the hood you should have been up in the field
Run inside my zone you get blits while recieve an ill
The father God always perfect timing can't be promised probably
My hustle be punishing n*ggers and I’m been honest
I guess it is my fault that when i got when i wanted n*gga
I know the snakes that's why you are the mind is weeded n*gga
Everyone wanted these shoes i hate to say they made to fit
Nothing but a n*gga known as king that's bull sh*t
Follow my league I made this hippy and last days will show you
How the real n*ggers do it man its just a f*cked up place

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I’m sick like throw up
Baby got his doe up
As long as you blow up
n*ggers want to show up
I do this for real with my young ones in front the fields
Say The word get them killed and all of our mouths sealed
Yeah f*ck a closed door b*tch i got the master key
n*gga is talking about blasting me
I just think the devil is after me
sh*t was looking bad for me
Plus she was a crackhead
I thank my mother for having me
Old head told me get up your ass B
I get up off my ass turn an ounce into a half a P
Why you n*ggers mad at me
No limits did it all for my brothers
Couple homies turn suckers and showed up their true colours
f*ck em
Damn i ain't even trippin
These n*ggers b*tches
Been betrayed so many times i don't know who to trust
That's why i be grade A n*gga all we got is us ha

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I relate too much
I hope you make it but don't make too much
Kept it real these n*ggers fake as f*ck
It changed you up gave you game and yea it made you tough
Too tricky though so stay for what
I use to take the bus
Got too loose so i had to tape you up
But i was grindin hard and saving up
I did my thing so what
Foreign stuff with amazing thrust
I press the gas in my favorite truck
Look shout out this cush that I’m blazin up
And state facts i ain't staying for lunch
I wish my biggest hater know my cake is up
Kill my worst enemy with my favorite gun
And yeah that's the vision
Making no apology for how I’m living
Look i had to get it give a f*ck how n*ggers feel
That's my business

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Uh motherf*cker I’ve been doin me
That ain't got sh*t to do with me
Yeah i had to get it on my own dog
Haters stayed there calling so i had to cut the phone off

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