Essay Lyrics & Tabs by Young Scooter
Essay
guitar chords lyrics
Feat Maceo
I'd have been through s much shit,
I'd have been through s much shit,
I gotta keep going,
I'd have been through s much shit, Let's go!
I gotta stay focused.
I gotta keep going.
My life been up and down like a sea salk.
I gotta thank God for making white row.
Someday I stack them bricks and then I pray on them.
They say I 'm off selling dope, my niggers know I ain't.
My mamma so dope, so why the fuck I came?
My daddy ain't around, I focused on the bank.
But thank you for that nut, you brought a million of it,
I'd not been locked up without no ...
My daddy ain't around, I focused on the bank.
But thank you for that nut, you brought a million of it,
I'd not been locked up without no ...
I know O.G.'s that do plays out of a wheelchair.
Transformer cars, they're like folding chairs.
Me and Money Mitch, we on a paper trail.
On every beat I rap, I leave a paper trail.
I gotta keep focused from niggers ...
And I went to prison to visit my brother Kanison.
Like three years since I've seen my brother,
Walking back on the streets, I imagine,
I just wish that you were free, my brother.
Thougging in the south side,
In my mouth got ...
Full of them pills, like ...
Old Carter, you remember, all them times we slung down,
We had fun with guns, respect my Mac.
Pay the bills, pay the gas, burn it still,
It's free Benz and trails, Scooter, tell them
Like they is.
I fill with mud, all them stains, I filled with mush, on the sides,
... I be like it's my fucking life.
I'm no nigger from the hood,
Like E, that live the same life as me,
Y'all niggers ain't from thee streets,
Y'all niggers ain't touch the floor, none,
Y'all niggers ain't seen the flats,
Y'all niggers ain't run no block,
Your trap ain't never hot.
Y'all niggers ain't dropped no tops.
Y'all niggers ain't buy no watch.
Your clicking got no ...
Freebell, we swagging to the top.
Y'all nigger don't wanna get shot.
G4, go take a note,
My whole click bosses,
No workers in my surface,
But everybody working,
We do it for a purpose,
Carter, rock the bells and curtains,
Me and Rock Rhyme Maybe drinking behind the curtain.
Get a ten million dollar deal, won't stop serving.
