paroles de chanson Sakk Chaser - Sakklife DaVinci

Fucking right done did everything
Look I can die tonight
Fell off way too many times they see I got it right
Racks on ice flight after flight
Guess I been living life
I speak these words that speak to they soul
I'm something like Jesus Christ
Said my prayers
Told God got take the wheel
Can't be no crash dummy
Bag something go spin the block
And get you some cash from it
Mad money real as it get
Aw yea I'm the last of 'em
Rich as shit
But bitch I still hustle like I ain't had nothing
Burglar bars up at the spot
I serve 'em thru the door
Told my brudda I don't need a bed
I'm sleeping on the floor
Was moving work for most my life
Until I ran across the blow
I went from nothing to the most
Aw yea I give my niggaz hope
Was doing ninety in a thirty
Now he doing two to ten
Yea I went took a long run
Wondering when this shit gone end
I know bitches be pretend
Ya biggest haters be ya kin
Is you gone turn shit up or what
Naw i ain't got shit just to lend

Aw yea yea yea
Too many rich niggaz
VIP too many sparkles
We brought them sticks with us
Nah aint nobody turn me up lil bitch
I did that on my own
Stayed down back when I was at the bottom
Now my money long
Look what I made
Drop it and wait till it clear
Then I'm running straight to the bank
What a marvelous day
I can see it in they face
They mad cause I do what they can't
All these racks in the club
The way that I walk in too drippy
I make these bitches fall in love
I come from the mud
The bottom the dirt yea the trenches
I swear it aint no giving up
Apply the pressure till the team on
Im sorry lil baby I know that shit hurt
But I swear from the heart I don't mean wrong
But fuck it it is what it is
Bout to double down
And go get me some m's
Yea its members only
Nah ion know none of them
Niggaz be thinking shit sweet
Until I come and see bout it
I am not one of them
All these memories throwing me off
So I'm on this forty two until they gone
Like back when I was in that cell
Calling collect a nigga tryna phone home
Always had it if I made bail
Then back to the spot
A nigga moving all zones
Back to the spot a nigga moving all zones

The way I'm living way too expensive
Cant see no competition
Spaceship intergalactic
Im on my third mission
My liver finally shook back
From all them years I was syrup sipping
Swangin back to back in this bitch
It feel like the curb missing
We can speak on anything
Just please don't bring up any murders
Yea I get jail calls everyday
Free the guys we need them lurking
Free Real Street Baby free Riko
Free all my niggaz
I been out here on my own
That's why I ball on niggaz
Yea Sakklife that's forever
We forever running
I promise it aint worth it
Let it be lil homie
Pray that God keep the reaper from me
Everybody see my season coming
I hear the lies when they say they love me