Ill Life 3 Lyrics
| Song | Ill Life 3 |
| Artist | Preme |
| Album | Off The Books EP (2016) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Raynford Humphrey/Andrew Franklin | |
| 作曲 : Raynford Humphrey/Andrew Franklin | |
| [Verse 1: P. Reign] | |
| This is when magic comes out of mystery | |
| Realistically, I'm supposed to be history | |
| Locked and forgotten, buried and rotten | |
| I see my friends turning into foes when they heard I was popping, yeah | |
| They say try to be humble when you creating something | |
| I say: "Easier said than done when you young and stunting" | |
| I'm never bluffing, them poker faces amount to nothing | |
| Break destiny, don't forget a child like LeToya Luckett | |
| Young nigga popped up around the time he got locked up | |
| I've been on the low, just busy raising my stock up | |
| Took [?] into west detention when I'm free and venting | |
| She charged him extra for taking so long to pay attention | |
| Uh, wouldn't be shit if it wasn't for Pro | |
| I truly owe you my life for engineering my flow | |
| Uh, final lap and I'm gearing to go | |
| Tell them: "Keep the candles lit, I'm preparing to blow" | |
| I sign with Sony 2014 | |
| Time to finally put the music I had in my dope dreams | |
| Brutally honest, no commas I couldn't care | |
| If Capito was here, he would tell you that real is rare | |
| I think it's safe to say it's time to ball now | |
| It's getting hard to walk around the mall now | |
| Yeah, I want it all now | |
| And to the doubters, **** them all now | |
| I know they hating when they say they got me | |
| Cause I'm in some new shit like its out to party | |
| Probably, probably you not me | |
| Two copy, that's right you need Costco supplies and coffee | |
| I've been dealing with jealousy more than admiration | |
| Not surprised if suicide is what they contemplating | |
| Cause to hate me you must hate yourself | |
| Realest niggas rate me, baddest bitches down to rape me | |
| A lineup of women dying to have my baby | |
| Spin the globe, I'ma go where the money take me | |
| I never interest myself in something that doesn't pay me | |
| These blogs only concerned who I've been ****ing lately | |
| Just had a daughter, baby momma buggin' | |
| Well think about it, the rumors would bother any woman | |
| Hard to predict the future, it's getting cloudy | |
| Guess things change and not just anybody | |
| [Verse 2: P. Reign] | |
| On a brighter note, my daughter is so special | |
| Laying on my chest shining, she's my gold medal | |
| Wish she never change, but I know better | |
| So bought a pistol like I dope peddle | |
| [Verse 3: P. Reign] | |
| Don't ring my doorbell, that girl daddy will kill | |
| Bad boys two nigga, Martin and Will | |
| In Canada alone probably seeing a mil | |
| So I exclude to my country, became part of my deal | |
| Hard enough proving my city got hoods in it | |
| Like them trees got wood in them | |
| They used to diss a country, now they say we next | |
| I know crack sellers that made a fortune off DMX | |
| Ill life, because its hard to keep it bottled in | |
| If you want me, come get me | |
| Just look for the phone call with yellow cabs following | |
| That's the goons I don't allow them to drive with the semis, yeah | |
| Me and my mother we don't speak much | |
| It hurts | |
| So devastated about devorcin' from my pops that she lost sight of what matters in life | |
| It's sad to say but my mama needs church | |
| How a counselor need counseling | |
| Despite our past, you'll never see a check bounce again | |
| Now somebody bring my accountant in | |
| Type of bread you would break a sweat when you counting it | |
| I fought the few from the [?] [?] | |
| Let's not forget | |
| I offered you and [?] [?] | |
| Written in blood on my body | |
| Tattooed on my heart | |
| ATFO is the family, I did shit in my past | |
| Just to prove that I'm bout it | |
| See my son never shot one when I was loading that shottie | |
| Got me? | |
| Never prove yourself to niggas with nothing to lose | |
| And don't ever trust the nigga in multiple crews | |
| If it's anything but ill, you must have me confused | |
| Ill life for the life, it's time that I choose | |
| Yeah |
| zuo ci : Raynford Humphrey Andrew Franklin | |
| zuo qu : Raynford Humphrey Andrew Franklin | |
| Verse 1: P. Reign | |
| This is when magic comes out of mystery | |
| Realistically, I' m supposed to be history | |
| Locked and forgotten, buried and rotten | |
| I see my friends turning into foes when they heard I was popping, yeah | |
| They say try to be humble when you creating something | |
| I say: " Easier said than done when you young and stunting" | |
| I' m never bluffing, them poker faces amount to nothing | |
| Break destiny, don' t forget a child like LeToya Luckett | |
| Young nigga popped up around the time he got locked up | |
| I' ve been on the low, just busy raising my stock up | |
| Took ? into west detention when I' m free and venting | |
| She charged him extra for taking so long to pay attention | |
| Uh, wouldn' t be shit if it wasn' t for Pro | |
| I truly owe you my life for engineering my flow | |
| Uh, final lap and I' m gearing to go | |
| Tell them: " Keep the candles lit, I' m preparing to blow" | |
| I sign with Sony 2014 | |
| Time to finally put the music I had in my dope dreams | |
| Brutally honest, no commas I couldn' t care | |
| If Capito was here, he would tell you that real is rare | |
| I think it' s safe to say it' s time to ball now | |
| It' s getting hard to walk around the mall now | |
| Yeah, I want it all now | |
| And to the doubters, them all now | |
| I know they hating when they say they got me | |
| Cause I' m in some new shit like its out to party | |
| Probably, probably you not me | |
| Two copy, that' s right you need Costco supplies and coffee | |
| I' ve been dealing with jealousy more than admiration | |
| Not surprised if suicide is what they contemplating | |
| Cause to hate me you must hate yourself | |
| Realest niggas rate me, baddest bitches down to rape me | |
| A lineup of women dying to have my baby | |
| Spin the globe, I' ma go where the money take me | |
| I never interest myself in something that doesn' t pay me | |
| These blogs only concerned who I' ve been ing lately | |
| Just had a daughter, baby momma buggin' | |
| Well think about it, the rumors would bother any woman | |
| Hard to predict the future, it' s getting cloudy | |
| Guess things change and not just anybody | |
| Verse 2: P. Reign | |
| On a brighter note, my daughter is so special | |
| Laying on my chest shining, she' s my gold medal | |
| Wish she never change, but I know better | |
| So bought a pistol like I dope peddle | |
| Verse 3: P. Reign | |
| Don' t ring my doorbell, that girl daddy will kill | |
| Bad boys two nigga, Martin and Will | |
| In Canada alone probably seeing a mil | |
| So I exclude to my country, became part of my deal | |
| Hard enough proving my city got hoods in it | |
| Like them trees got wood in them | |
| They used to diss a country, now they say we next | |
| I know crack sellers that made a fortune off DMX | |
| Ill life, because its hard to keep it bottled in | |
| If you want me, come get me | |
| Just look for the phone call with yellow cabs following | |
| That' s the goons I don' t allow them to drive with the semis, yeah | |
| Me and my mother we don' t speak much | |
| It hurts | |
| So devastated about devorcin' from my pops that she lost sight of what matters in life | |
| It' s sad to say but my mama needs church | |
| How a counselor need counseling | |
| Despite our past, you' ll never see a check bounce again | |
| Now somebody bring my accountant in | |
| Type of bread you would break a sweat when you counting it | |
| I fought the few from the ? ? | |
| Let' s not forget | |
| I offered you and ? ? | |
| Written in blood on my body | |
| Tattooed on my heart | |
| ATFO is the family, I did shit in my past | |
| Just to prove that I' m bout it | |
| See my son never shot one when I was loading that shottie | |
| Got me? | |
| Never prove yourself to niggas with nothing to lose | |
| And don' t ever trust the nigga in multiple crews | |
| If it' s anything but ill, you must have me confused | |
| Ill life for the life, it' s time that I choose | |
| Yeah |
| zuò cí : Raynford Humphrey Andrew Franklin | |
| zuò qǔ : Raynford Humphrey Andrew Franklin | |
| Verse 1: P. Reign | |
| This is when magic comes out of mystery | |
| Realistically, I' m supposed to be history | |
| Locked and forgotten, buried and rotten | |
| I see my friends turning into foes when they heard I was popping, yeah | |
| They say try to be humble when you creating something | |
| I say: " Easier said than done when you young and stunting" | |
| I' m never bluffing, them poker faces amount to nothing | |
| Break destiny, don' t forget a child like LeToya Luckett | |
| Young nigga popped up around the time he got locked up | |
| I' ve been on the low, just busy raising my stock up | |
| Took ? into west detention when I' m free and venting | |
| She charged him extra for taking so long to pay attention | |
| Uh, wouldn' t be shit if it wasn' t for Pro | |
| I truly owe you my life for engineering my flow | |
| Uh, final lap and I' m gearing to go | |
| Tell them: " Keep the candles lit, I' m preparing to blow" | |
| I sign with Sony 2014 | |
| Time to finally put the music I had in my dope dreams | |
| Brutally honest, no commas I couldn' t care | |
| If Capito was here, he would tell you that real is rare | |
| I think it' s safe to say it' s time to ball now | |
| It' s getting hard to walk around the mall now | |
| Yeah, I want it all now | |
| And to the doubters, them all now | |
| I know they hating when they say they got me | |
| Cause I' m in some new shit like its out to party | |
| Probably, probably you not me | |
| Two copy, that' s right you need Costco supplies and coffee | |
| I' ve been dealing with jealousy more than admiration | |
| Not surprised if suicide is what they contemplating | |
| Cause to hate me you must hate yourself | |
| Realest niggas rate me, baddest bitches down to rape me | |
| A lineup of women dying to have my baby | |
| Spin the globe, I' ma go where the money take me | |
| I never interest myself in something that doesn' t pay me | |
| These blogs only concerned who I' ve been ing lately | |
| Just had a daughter, baby momma buggin' | |
| Well think about it, the rumors would bother any woman | |
| Hard to predict the future, it' s getting cloudy | |
| Guess things change and not just anybody | |
| Verse 2: P. Reign | |
| On a brighter note, my daughter is so special | |
| Laying on my chest shining, she' s my gold medal | |
| Wish she never change, but I know better | |
| So bought a pistol like I dope peddle | |
| Verse 3: P. Reign | |
| Don' t ring my doorbell, that girl daddy will kill | |
| Bad boys two nigga, Martin and Will | |
| In Canada alone probably seeing a mil | |
| So I exclude to my country, became part of my deal | |
| Hard enough proving my city got hoods in it | |
| Like them trees got wood in them | |
| They used to diss a country, now they say we next | |
| I know crack sellers that made a fortune off DMX | |
| Ill life, because its hard to keep it bottled in | |
| If you want me, come get me | |
| Just look for the phone call with yellow cabs following | |
| That' s the goons I don' t allow them to drive with the semis, yeah | |
| Me and my mother we don' t speak much | |
| It hurts | |
| So devastated about devorcin' from my pops that she lost sight of what matters in life | |
| It' s sad to say but my mama needs church | |
| How a counselor need counseling | |
| Despite our past, you' ll never see a check bounce again | |
| Now somebody bring my accountant in | |
| Type of bread you would break a sweat when you counting it | |
| I fought the few from the ? ? | |
| Let' s not forget | |
| I offered you and ? ? | |
| Written in blood on my body | |
| Tattooed on my heart | |
| ATFO is the family, I did shit in my past | |
| Just to prove that I' m bout it | |
| See my son never shot one when I was loading that shottie | |
| Got me? | |
| Never prove yourself to niggas with nothing to lose | |
| And don' t ever trust the nigga in multiple crews | |
| If it' s anything but ill, you must have me confused | |
| Ill life for the life, it' s time that I choose | |
| Yeah |
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