by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1: Da$h] Catch me on a drunk night, throwing up a dirt bike English dikes on the back and they screaming, "Fuck life!" To be honest, only fuck twice My drug jacket got the thug stripes I'm
by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1] I wanna ask God why the Bible lied to me Just full of politics, leaving niggas without a sin Is it false prophets who forged the religious documents I done spent my whole life sinning wi
by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1: Hardo] Fuck these bitches, I'm focused on business Got 'em running in the hood like I bought a new engine What these niggas try to save I'll spend in a minute All this money in the way,
by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1: Vince Staples] I done beat the breaks off niggas Shot the face off niggas Pending case with the state, and I'm still out trippin' All the feds take pictures, fuckin' up my image Even ma
by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1: Vince Staples] I just want to get my bread And talk my shit before I end up dead I got all this blood sitting on my hands I never gave no fucks so they understand why I feel this way Ju
by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1] Guns and Roses, another young boy lost, another fallen soldier Younger brother tears' falling on his mother's shoulders She got some tears of her own, wish she had loved him stronger 13,
by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Black-lip bastard, destined to be a bastard Crip But I passed on it to make classic hits I pray I'm forgiven for not being down or Putting the work in that certain niggas did, r
by Vince Staples & Larry Fisherman on album Stolen Youth LP
[Verse 1: Vince Staples] Understand me nigga, Don’t need no Grammys Give us the money you got in your pockets, I feel like taxing nigga Bout the action, give me a reason, I’ll gladly get it kno
by Larry Fisherman on album Run On Sentences Volume 2
[Verse 1: Mac Miller] Still can't seem to figure out What happens in my head Thought that it was gonna kill me Sick of living with this doubt This pistol in my head I could end it all before the