Calboy - Dying To Live Freestyle lyrics

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Calboy - Dying To Live Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] I done lost life four members since I’ve been on this trip And like josh’s with his son i done wreck the whip They said jay was shooting the gun [?] take a hit That sh** is crazy had your baby still can’t trust that b**h And then anna left she like boy you left my heart you was way to selfish I was thinking about the sh** i did so young and helpless I was days I gave my wrist a split no one can help it Ain’t sh** you could tell me [Verse] f** you thought this what big shotgun where mama live At 19 bought mama crib tell them n***as I own sh** It was me and Ryan sneaking fashing pills like jack n jill Oh i love you so so I been wishing you was here And you know it long live Keon n***as know just what we on Little bad a** was always swinging n***as like that what he on I stay down on ten toes asking me questions i did four n***as be jacking then been hoes You ain’t telling me nothing i didn’t know We could more then a dent on em Gang signs hanging out the window new opp in the air when the wind blow spot his a** we could blast yea low But his mans he could prolly get the end low [Verse] Expeditiously long live Wesly I swear your lessons was gifted to me And you ain’t hit south ben you broke a** can’t get to Remember n***as when k**ed for n***as made it to the billboard n***a made history And b**hes be calling me where was you when i stuck I told that b**h she can’t get not a buck n***as want stuck wit me then it’s us Everywhere i go i keep that b**h tucked Shout at me when i was just back at home Every n***as wit me never got touched You toting 30’s that still ain’t enough Cracking wit me and them boys know what’s up You ain’t never lost no soldiers you ain’t never got your heart broke huh Punk a** n***as tried to take the whole bag you feel like Marco huh We the real kings you n***a punk you punks got [?]huh Just flew my fish up in the sea but you ain’t no shark no huh I done made it through the storm these n***as ain’t believe me Try to share you wealth wit n***as they get extra greedy You to be on the east side from out of bounds that where you see me Caught with that bread you’ll end up dead my boys get even steven

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