paroles de chanson Live To Get Money & Die - Tyson S.T

You already know I'm alive nigga
Live to get money an die nigga
Still keep my bitch an side nigga
I keep a grip when I ride nigga
Might make a ten from a five nigga
I turn her, bend her and dive in her
I'm only telling the time nigga
Better keep God on ya side nigga
Catch it and ship to season
Two pretty things for the weekend
Teli you touch her I'm leaving
Teli in love with a demon
Boy I'm the one with the G in
That means you can bet you won't see him
Niggas pretend that we even
Double S.T of the region

Pop smoke
Woo with me
Got home
New Diddy
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that
My phone
You hit me
My bitch don't know what to do with me
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that
Pop smoke
Woo with me
Got home
New Diddy
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that
My phone
You hit me
My bitch don't know what to do with me
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that

Regular action, I'm back in that Oxford
I'm Anderson packing, a bible an blanket
An bringing the static
Cause I'm never shocked at how niggas be acting
They empty the shelves an they ripping the package
The bitches want SYBA but don't want the plastic
Wait, stop it
Save me the drama my baby
This bitch tryna trap like there's cheese an rat misbehaving
Who taught you 'bout creaming the glitter I'm saying
You nasty like "C" on a nigga and hate when a
Girl texting me but commitment is shakey like supplements
Tyson my middle name government
She keep me company daily without the ink
Incorporated with dude's who owe favors
To dudes with tattoo numbers in the bin
I always had bars like 'em niggas
I always had momma an sister's
My father I honor the nigga
He told me don't trust 'em for long or forgive 'em (Nigga no)
He beef with the fam if you snake
Kind of ironic this subject regarded
He birthed a Mamba you niggas would hate
Do you see bitch in this face?
Nigga learning to live with my actions
Ain't no winners at pageants
Only flowers for the caskets
Give your flowers an have 'em
I can live with all my choices
I been living with these voices
I am the voice for the hopeless
Boy, I'm boys with commotion
Ain't this shit that you wanted
Ain't this that Bobby Brown hop out the chopper
And dance to the drama

Pop smoke
Woo with me
Got home
New Diddy
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that
My phone
You hit me
My bitch don't know what to do with me
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that
Pop smoke
Woo with me
Got home
New Diddy
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that
My phone
You hit me
My bitch don't know what to do with me
Take that
Take that
Take that
Take that

I know the snakes and ladders
I roll and place my hat up
God knows the hate goin shatter
Dice roll away my chapter
I know the snakes and ladders
I roll and place my hat up
God knows the hate goin shatter
Dice roll away my chapter
I know the snakes and ladders
I roll and place my hat up
God knows the hate goin shatter
Dice roll away my chapter
I know the snakes and ladders
I roll and place my hat up
God knows the hate goin shatter
Dice roll away my chapter (Hm, tu-tu-Tuuu)