focus on my walk, and pray the steps i take// will lead to brighter days, and peaceful nights, in jesus name// but dont get it twisted, i just keep my faith// and even in my evil ways, cuz this path i take, is not the safest, but i walk it solo just anticipating// waitinf for satan to finally make his move// from the behinning, he plotted on my ass to lose// i grip my 100 proof, crack a smile, anf make a chucklee// like fuck it nigga, drowning in whiskey amd coke puddles
City streets, that's where I learned Play with fire, you get burned When the heat was on, I turned Turned to trouble... trouble Yeah, yeah, C3, yeah New Orleans baby A street called Eagle And everybody's ill Yeah, illegal People steal cars We steal people We eat like dogs But we're still people And even when you're lost Trouble still see you And even if you're dead broke We are still equal One time for the little people Eat your meal, don't let your meal eat you (I run with trouble) StreetRunner we're crazy with this one I run with trouble And just the other day my nigga Chris killed his self I pray to God that I never feel the way he felt Where do we go when there's no help? He figured heaven, so he went left Y'all know that ain't right Plus he was high as a plane on that same night Shit I probably been on that same flight Shit I probably had that same fight I just kept swinging Twelve rounds coming, bells ringing (I run with trouble) Introduced to the game when I was just a child Mama loved a drug dealer, straight quit her job They took his life And along with him I died And she died We died Then came my daughter to my bedside Told me, "Daddy, don't cry. I'm alive." I look her in the eyes And see me with no sins But this is how the note ends (I have walked a bitter line Chosen second over cheap wine) You know Just kick it back (Still I look for brighter times) I can't call it (I run with trouble) You know? Heheh Yeah, yeah The tooly poke out the jeans The coke smell just like a bunch of coffee beans You know mean? And everything ain't what it seem You know mean? And don't play that game without your team Kill for my bread, kill for my cheese, kill for my cream I will have that red beam on high beam Now I hear sirens Wait I think I see one behind me I ain't tripping baby, money got me (I run with trouble) And fuck the police, fuck the feds too I ain't jumping in that jumpsuit A one-two, I'm on my one-two Check me out I fuck around and check you Respect due Pay yours nigga Mine's under the seat By my feet Where yours nigga? Too much hoarse liquor huh Too much pressure, too much force Too much money You never heard that before Shit And we stop the snitches at the door Cut that tail off the rat He won't rat no more (I run with trouble) That's right Get trapped fucking with my cheese Keep shooting 'til I burn my sleeves Nigga, please These boys is Gs Represent New Orleans like a fleur-de-lis Shit What you know about it We're more than thieves Steal from the rich So the poor can eat Niggas act up My niggas act accordingly Hey soldier, don't war with me You don't want it
Murdaland baby A prinse called George and erybody ill ill to the laws We serve great white like we feeding sharks Lotta young thugs want Kiki to Palmer park people steal people like they steal kars, And steal u in ya jaw like u gotta steel jaw We eat plates but still dog u wit these paws Eat yo fase wit a dog up in these paws Aye Weezy we kilt dis one I run w trouble And even if u not hip u prolly still sharp Gotta b safe n stay dangerous in these part I remember when my nigga Chris got shot They hit his leg wit that leg he had to krutxh hop We hit the distrikt w stikks Robin at bus stops Me stewie n lul Ahkk off da ave blox Off mad stixx hittin mad lixx Pray god forgive niggas dat Neva had shyt Introduced to the game wen I was jussa xhile Mama love a drug dealer she might quit her job. They take his life n along with him I die, den she die we die, Then kome Zamora to my bedside like daddy don’t kry I’m alive Know my daughter my twin but pure within no sin, but look at how the note ends I run wit trouble. The Tooly poke out the jeans, the coke smell jus like a bunch of koffe beans, u nuh mean?! Sit on my pistol in yo dreams, I shoot the klub up n erybody flees da sxene, u nuh mean?!? Steal for my bread, kill for my xream, I’m fokused daddy told me laser beam. I spit a fire stream. My aim was red da pussy dead. Am I mean. Moment of silean. I kill it, mate kream. Fire it to dust and my dust fire, thats all dat b on my dikk dis hour. white girl kiss no flour!! My wife b pissed if I give her flour!!! She want that shyt like red soda bottle. She kno I’m so about her. I got a bytxh named Mary j n I jus pound town her. I break her down n town her. She on fire all around the town they tryna drown her, wit too muxh liquor, too muxh poor niggas say “too muxh money” wen Dey Kant afford. light the gas or light a kandle for em, burnin bodies into ashes w a ransom on em. We tryna earn fore we die, not rest in nun em, nor in the graves niggas dansin on n pissin on kuz Dey glad we gone I learned da way to git ya hustle on n make ya people morn ya. Mama prayin they invest in him n God b blessing him and dat he pass if they testing him n stay free no arresting him. N he win like they was wrestling him. She see da best in him but thought I told ya krazy what I b. I’m prolly playing for the league that put u wit a I’v. dr utoh I b friends with trouble!!!
Lord knows I'm a sinner Father, please forgive me for my wicked ways I confess the Truth of Christ, and give him praise! Were in the days of Revelations, pick a Chapter Revealed the warning signs of the rapture, assign a pastor Getting past the fact that it's all happening right in front of us Messages from the Lord to be rapping to every one of us Blinded from the light, by the Devil who doesn't like When a person who lived in sin their whole life regains the sight A Battlefield in my soul, so my damn minds a landmine I guess I lost control of my sanity that i can't find We never played the role of a family to the people, cause The closest friends I ever knew turned out to be the evil ones A painful lesson, but It taught me how to be a man And learn to love them all regardless, now I see the plan The bigger picture thats fortold within the scriptures of the scroll And though the world has made me heartless, it can beat again Or when this life can suffocate me, i can breathe again Im in denial that this really could just be the end i think the Wars were created for profit only The wise words being spoken a prophet told me I gotta follow the road that my Father showed me In a sense, its close to the innocence of the old me
focus on my walk, and pray the steps i take// will lead to brighter days, and peaceful nights, in jesus name// but dont get it twisted, i just keep my faith// and even in my evil ways, cuz this path i take, is not the safest, but i walk it solo just anticipating// waitinf for satan to finally make his move// from the behinning, he plotted on my ass to lose// i grip my 100 proof, crack a smile, anf make a chucklee// like fuck it nigga, drowning in whiskey amd coke puddles
City streets, that's where I learned
Play with fire, you get burned
When the heat was on, I turned
Turned to trouble... trouble
Yeah, yeah, C3, yeah
New Orleans baby
A street called Eagle
And everybody's ill
Yeah, illegal
People steal cars
We steal people
We eat like dogs
But we're still people
And even when you're lost
Trouble still see you
And even if you're dead broke
We are still equal
One time for the little people
Eat your meal, don't let your meal eat you
(I run with trouble)
StreetRunner we're crazy with this one
I run with trouble
And just the other day my nigga Chris killed his self
I pray to God that I never feel the way he felt
Where do we go when there's no help?
He figured heaven, so he went left
Y'all know that ain't right
Plus he was high as a plane on that same night
Shit I probably been on that same flight
Shit I probably had that same fight
I just kept swinging
Twelve rounds coming, bells ringing
(I run with trouble)
Introduced to the game when I was just a child
Mama loved a drug dealer, straight quit her job
They took his life
And along with him I died
And she died
We died
Then came my daughter to my bedside
Told me, "Daddy, don't cry. I'm alive."
I look her in the eyes
And see me with no sins
But this is how the note ends
(I have walked a bitter line
Chosen second over cheap wine)
You know
Just kick it back
(Still I look for brighter times)
I can't call it
(I run with trouble)
You know? Heheh
Yeah, yeah
The tooly poke out the jeans
The coke smell just like a bunch of coffee beans
You know mean?
And everything ain't what it seem
You know mean?
And don't play that game without your team
Kill for my bread, kill for my cheese, kill for my cream
I will have that red beam on high beam
Now I hear sirens
Wait I think I see one behind me
I ain't tripping baby, money got me
(I run with trouble)
And fuck the police, fuck the feds too
I ain't jumping in that jumpsuit
A one-two, I'm on my one-two
Check me out
I fuck around and check you
Respect due
Pay yours nigga
Mine's under the seat
By my feet
Where yours nigga?
Too much hoarse liquor huh
Too much pressure, too much force
Too much money
You never heard that before
Shit
And we stop the snitches at the door
Cut that tail off the rat
He won't rat no more
(I run with trouble)
That's right
Get trapped fucking with my cheese
Keep shooting 'til I burn my sleeves
Nigga, please
These boys is Gs
Represent New Orleans like a fleur-de-lis
Shit
What you know about it
We're more than thieves
Steal from the rich
So the poor can eat
Niggas act up
My niggas act accordingly
Hey soldier, don't war with me
You don't want it
This beat is so poignant.
Can I use this for my video bro
Murdaland baby
A prinse called George and
erybody ill ill to the laws
We serve great white like we feeding sharks
Lotta young thugs want Kiki to Palmer park
people steal people like they steal kars,
And steal u in ya jaw like u gotta steel jaw
We eat plates but still dog u wit these paws
Eat yo fase wit a dog up in these paws
Aye Weezy we kilt dis one
I run w trouble
And even if u not hip u prolly still sharp
Gotta b safe n stay dangerous in these part
I remember when my nigga Chris got shot
They hit his leg wit that leg he had to krutxh hop
We hit the distrikt w stikks Robin at bus stops
Me stewie n lul Ahkk off da ave blox
Off mad stixx hittin mad lixx
Pray god forgive niggas dat Neva had shyt
Introduced to the game wen I was jussa xhile
Mama love a drug dealer she might quit her job.
They take his life n along with him I die, den she die we die,
Then kome Zamora to my bedside like daddy don’t kry I’m alive
Know my daughter my twin but pure within no sin, but look at how the note ends
I run wit trouble. The Tooly poke out the jeans, the coke smell jus like a bunch of koffe beans, u nuh mean?! Sit on my pistol in yo dreams, I shoot the klub up n erybody flees da sxene, u nuh mean?!? Steal for my bread, kill for my xream, I’m fokused daddy told me laser beam. I spit a fire stream. My aim was red da pussy dead. Am I mean. Moment of silean. I kill it, mate kream. Fire it to dust and my dust fire, thats all dat b on my dikk dis hour. white girl kiss no flour!! My wife b pissed if I give her flour!!! She want that shyt like red soda bottle. She kno I’m so about her. I got a bytxh named Mary j n I jus pound town her. I break her down n town her. She on fire all around the town they tryna drown her, wit too muxh liquor, too muxh poor niggas say “too muxh money” wen Dey Kant afford. light the gas or light a kandle for em, burnin bodies into ashes w a ransom on em.
We tryna earn fore we die, not rest in nun em, nor in the graves niggas dansin on n pissin on kuz Dey glad we gone I learned da way to git ya hustle on n make ya people morn ya. Mama prayin they invest in him n God b blessing him and dat he pass if they testing him n stay free no arresting him. N he win like they was wrestling him. She see da best in him but thought I told ya krazy what I b. I’m prolly playing for the league that put u wit a I’v. dr utoh I b friends with trouble!!!
My boy boutta kill this beat check for my page soon to hear it
Lord knows I'm a sinner
Father, please forgive me for my wicked ways
I confess the Truth of Christ, and give him praise!
Were in the days of Revelations, pick a Chapter
Revealed the warning signs of the rapture, assign a pastor
Getting past the fact that it's all happening right in front of us
Messages from the Lord to be rapping to every one of us
Blinded from the light, by the Devil who doesn't like
When a person who lived in sin their whole life regains the sight
A Battlefield in my soul, so my damn minds a landmine
I guess I lost control of my sanity that i can't find
We never played the role of a family to the people, cause
The closest friends I ever knew turned out to be the evil ones
A painful lesson, but It taught me how to be a man
And learn to love them all regardless, now I see the plan
The bigger picture thats fortold within the scriptures of the scroll
And though the world has made me heartless, it can beat again
Or when this life can suffocate me, i can breathe again
Im in denial that this really could just be the end
i think the Wars were created for profit only
The wise words being spoken a prophet told me
I gotta follow the road that my Father showed me
In a sense, its close to the innocence of the old me
.......ok?
+Kylie Donnelly Beautiful world yet so we all die. one way to Haven is Jesus Christ but will my life live the life that is required for external life.