LiveNiggaRap - Da$h

17 More Minutes, nigga

I’ma set it off for y’all

I’ma set it off for y’all

I’ma set it off for y’all

Living like a nigga waiting for his heart to pop

Came up on heartless blocks (Sack)

When niggas grabbed the habit of bagging up

Like heroin and shit was hard to drop

Rappers sounding like the toilet, stop, yo shit not flowing

Pot blowing while I stop growing

Attain the knowledge by evading college

Displaying violence just to gain a comma

Them shells is copper and gon' hop up out that seven

And go tell 'em when the deed done, spark the weed

Sunshine had made the summers cold

Losing niggas to the system, feed a number of addictions

Contradicting what you kicking, got these bitches soul

Like James Bond, know the vision gold

Solid, mission accomplish until I’m a corpse

Catch a charge and then I’m high in court

Looking for the real, nigga you found the source

In my mind it made me wonder, am I found or lost

Still anti-social, tryna figure what a Island Cost

To all my niggas in the back nigga

Burning backwoods busting down a pack

RIP to all my niggas who got clapped

That’s why we run around with the straps

Live nigga rap

To all my niggas getting bands

Run around in the hood with them grams

All my niggas down to catch a body for they mans

Tell 'em we living off the land

Live nigga rap

I feel like I’m the last nigga with my last name who ain’t lost it

Eldridge Cleaver with a heater and a deeper love for reefer

I’m just looking for the change

And like looking at the cartridge and seeing another name

My nigga this not your game

I’m first to take control just like it’s my grip

And I’m getting blasted off that Tech just like it’s Talib

Kweli, tested well before it’s cut and sold

Medication mother load, getting fellatio in bungalows

Ten hits of lucy out in the Sahara, on my mojo shit

Risen to the occasion just like a pogo stick

Swear to god my every day could be in slow-mo, bitch

Risen to the occasion just like a pogo stick

Swear to god my every day could be in… yeah so

To all my niggas in the back nigga

Burning backwoods busting down a pack

RIP to all my niggas who got clapped

That’s why we run around with the straps

Live nigga rap

To all my niggas getting bands

Run around in the hood with them grams

All my niggas down to catch a body for they mans

Tell 'em we living off the land

Live nigga rap