Live Blasphemous Lyrics - Singles - Joey Fatts

Living life no brakes, all gas 

Looking out for them snakes 

Watchin' that tall grass 

Skipping class no hall pass 

I got to get cash before they evict our ass (the rent due) 

Momma at home stressin' running out of shit to do 

So im out with my tool, i ain't got shit to loose 

Never trust niggas, my hommies can get it too 

I haven't trusted a bitch since Eve bit that fuckin' fruit 

My brothers aitnt home, My niggas in jail 

So im here on my own, just some dope and this scale 

Flippin' work by the zone, hittin' school in the morning 

And robbing niggas for phones 

I was young and wildin' 

In the streets while ya'll was watching gula gula island 

Who would of thought i be rhymin' now when niggas shinin' 

And ima go hard like this a nigga last year 

Cause they say the best persevere 

I waited my whole life for this 

Die young live blasphemous 

Don't dwell on cash we spent 

Cause theres still more cash to get, We gettin' rich 

Get money fuck niggas 

They see we wining so they trying to fuck with us 

I see them grillin' so never trust niggas 

I was taught to get money fuck niggas 

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Been on the road alone 

If i dont make it home somebody call my momma 

Hand on the llama thinking damn im to old for drama 

You know the money stay in the case until the product is tested 

Looking asian in the lexus double gold quest on the chest shit 

Rolling german suplexes strait into duplexes 

Yo calm down you actin' wild, peep the style 

Look shorty down the lake, graduated like a cap and gown 

Blast that pussyclaut clame that carcass like a basset hound 

I throw a child down the stares if needed 

The next day see me smoking with my fans in Sweden 

Why are you breathing? Are the questions that i ponder 

As i sit in the great? blasting salsa 

I need a doctor, all my wolves like Kevin Costner 

Play your part like you won seven oscars 

I used to have seven partners 

And now we cop choppas 

To lift you like its heavens opra 

Bronson Sinatra 

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