"Fuck Dis Life" lyrics
Fuck this life that I live, walk with a knife or a stick
Got caught in the hype as a kid, it's not nice where I live
These dark nights, shotting white in the Bridge
And outside's cold like ice in the fridge
I'm not nice till I'm rich
And no, it's not right if you snitch
Why would you switch? Go and tell lies to the pigs?
You know it ain't right what you did
Let me find where you live
Real war, let you hide in your crib
Till I'm kicking off your door and it flies off the hinge
Yeah, I'm riding with Scringe so no one don't try it with him
I'd like him to swing
Give me a reason to come back and light up my ting
I'm on sight for the bling, take his ice and his rings
'Cause I'm broke and I like nice things, my lifestyle stinks
Connect thinks he's gonna smile with a drink
I wait a while, put a nine to my link
Take his food in a blink and the stash that he hides by the sink
Hard life so I sin, he's sincere
This scars brains, fuck scars in your skin
K's darker within, I move smarter to win
Cold heart so it's harder to grin
You ain't a man 'cause you answer to him
You're on his arse like a part of his skin, don't start to begin
It's true that you never wrapped a half up in cling
But you are hustling, need to stop muffling
If you aren't struggling, need to stop juggling
See that little rich prick, mugging him
'Cause he ain't seen shit like his mum suffering
Bridge ain't on the table, they're unplugging him
Don't know if I'm able, it's getting tiring
Back flashes on the back road, shots firing
Stack cash, gotta stay low and fire at him
You're fucked when I make dough, retire when I win
I swear on my heart, never lie but I sin
I never lie but I sin, it's a suspect ting
Got caught in the hype as a kid, it's not nice where I live
These dark nights, shotting white in the Bridge
And outside's cold like ice in the fridge
I'm not nice till I'm rich
And no, it's not right if you snitch
Why would you switch? Go and tell lies to the pigs?
You know it ain't right what you did
Let me find where you live
Real war, let you hide in your crib
Till I'm kicking off your door and it flies off the hinge
Yeah, I'm riding with Scringe so no one don't try it with him
I'd like him to swing
Give me a reason to come back and light up my ting
I'm on sight for the bling, take his ice and his rings
'Cause I'm broke and I like nice things, my lifestyle stinks
Connect thinks he's gonna smile with a drink
I wait a while, put a nine to my link
Take his food in a blink and the stash that he hides by the sink
Hard life so I sin, he's sincere
This scars brains, fuck scars in your skin
K's darker within, I move smarter to win
Cold heart so it's harder to grin
You ain't a man 'cause you answer to him
You're on his arse like a part of his skin, don't start to begin
It's true that you never wrapped a half up in cling
But you are hustling, need to stop muffling
If you aren't struggling, need to stop juggling
See that little rich prick, mugging him
'Cause he ain't seen shit like his mum suffering
Bridge ain't on the table, they're unplugging him
Don't know if I'm able, it's getting tiring
Back flashes on the back road, shots firing
Stack cash, gotta stay low and fire at him
You're fucked when I make dough, retire when I win
I swear on my heart, never lie but I sin
I never lie but I sin, it's a suspect ting
