I'm A G Lyrics - Styles P

I'm A G Lyrics - Styles P

Oh! Most of us came from a broken home,
Drowning all my sorrows,
Drinking liquor trying to smoke alone
Arguing with my wife so I broke the phone,
... but the plane is on!
... is acting funny with the work,
Like my money didn't work,
He gonna end up getting murdered.
The... acting funny with the...
Like the shit that I spit on the record wasn't real!
Hood man, but they know...
But they end up in jealousy to end a nigger high!
The other day I say... fuck
When I play the bodega it was... dance for the Dutch.
Keep it real, we're living in real time,
And I'm feeling the niggers' pain,
But they never can feel mine!
So I'm a go with the green light,
I don't even sleep, how the fuck could I dream right?

[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah!
And you keep telling me things are getting better,
Yeah, yeah!
But I'm a do me, you can say whatever I'm a G!

... guess it's a sad think my... is magic!
I remember I never I never said December was cold,
But February was drastic,
... my niggers and what they...
... when the murder scene is tragic!
Niggers can talk shit, we don't even glimpse,
Niggers can get hit, we don't even wince!
... entourage and I don't mean Vince,
Purple label and purple Porsche...
I look into the sky life, my life
And I zip my lips the minute they read my rights.
Blowin' on a lone Dutch in here
How I lie, rather die to be in jail,
It's so good 'till it's all bad,
And the ugly niggers gonna crash your broad's...

[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah!
And you keep telling me things are getting better,
Yeah, yeah!
But I'm a do me, you can say whatever I'm a G!

I keep on moving on my new... on the blocks,
... the young boys move...
... I salute cause it's the... west like...
What they do for...
In the nights... your brain is out when the cocaine...
Again I know my men got life out the game,
Don't stop so pull the weed out tonight's...
Yeah, it's like that...
My down South niggers they got...
My East Coast niggers they got the...
... you found what your friends did.
I throw this money over bitches,
But niggers... so let's kick it!
If you really live by the G code shoot a couple of guns,
Hurry up and reload!

[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah!
And you keep telling me things are getting better,
Yeah, yeah!
But I'm a do me, you can say whatever I'm a G!

1 comments:

  1. those lyrics are wrong ^






    Oh! Most of us came from a broken home,
    Drowning in my sorrows,
    Drinking liquor trying to smoke alone
    Argue with my wife so I broke the phone,
    Threw on the wall trying to ball but the plane is on!
    Connectors is acting funny with the work,
    Like my money didn't work,
    He gonna end up getting murdered.
    The label acting funny with the deal.
    Like the shit that I be spitting on the record wasn't real!
    Hood mad, but they know a nigga ride .
    But they end in jealousy can blow a nigga high!
    The other day I said I know a nigga fuck
    When I play the bodega it was 2 dollars for the Dutch.
    Keep it real, we're living in real time,
    And I'm feeling the niggas' pain,
    But they never can feel mine!
    So I'm a go with the green light,
    I don't even sleep, how the fuck could I dream right?

    [Chorus:]
    Yeah, yeah!
    And you keep telling me things getting better,
    Yeah, yeah!
    But I'm a do me, you can say whatever I'm a G!

    Ghost! never on that swagg shit, yes it's a sad thing my tarid card is magic!
    I remember I aint never have shit December was cold,
    But February was drastic,
    So part of my niggas and what they traffic
    Or if they seen cold when the murder seems tragic!
    Niggas can talk shit, we don't even glimpse,
    Niggas can get hit, we don't even wince!
    Come with a entourage and I don't mean Vince,
    Purple label and purple Porsche calls a plan Prince.
    I look into the sky life, my life
    And I zip my lips the minute they read my rights.
    Blowin' on a lone Dutch inhale.
    How? why? lie, rather die than be in jail,
    It's all good 'till it's all bad,
    And the ugly niggas gonna crash your broad's pad.

    [Chorus:]
    Yeah, yeah!
    And you keep telling me things getting better,
    Yeah, yeah!
    But I'm a do me, you can say whatever I'm a G!

    I keep it moving in my new jayos on them blocks,
    Where them young boys move yayo.
    They salute like what up OG . I salute cause it's the wild wild west like humo d.
    What they do for a tudo v
    In the nice watts your brain is out when the cocaine price drop.
    And yeah I know my men got life out the game,
    Don't stop so pull the weed out nike sock
    Yeah, it's like that aint it.
    My down South niggas they got thats got the lax painted .
    My East Coast niggas they got the benz get it.
    Dont it hurt when they snitching you found out your friends did.
    I throw this money over bitches,
    But niggas throw money at bitches so let's kick it!
    If you really live by the G code shoot a couple of guns,
    Hurry up and reload!

    [Chorus:]
    Yeah, yeah!
    And you keep telling me things are getting better,
    Yeah, yeah!
    But I'm a do me, you can say whatever I'm a G!

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