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pouya - 41 lyrics

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[verse 1]
yuh, yuh, yuh
i got no gas in the whip
no cash in my wallet
no one on my d-ck
no missed call from your b-tch
what’s going on with me i used to be the man
n0body’s pulling up to my show no more
they sick and tired of the same old
but i spit that flame though
you know my name hoe
suicidal you know how that thing go
i used to ride around and bang it in my four door
couldn’t step outside without somebody asking me for photos
now it seems that n0body know me
i haven’t heard a word from none my homies
my b-tch left me i’m lonely
somebody set me up
tried to wet me up
bullets in the windshield of my acura
luckily they wasn’t accurate
i wish they took my life
21 was fun but 41 ain’t right
i hate my kids
hate my wife
what to do
where to go
my soundcloud don’t pay no more
i got to get it on the low
i hope they don’t knock on my door
what to do
where to go
my soundcloud don’t pay no more
i hope they don’t knock on my door

[chorus]
the bills due and the walls got some mildew
i been looking at this bottle wondering what these pills do
my dog died in the hallway
i been looking at the ceiling crying all day
my life sucks
my job sucks
my kids sucks
my b-tch sucks
haven’t even got my d-ck sucked
i’m running, running, running out of luck
i’m gunning, gunning, gunning for them bucks

[verse 2]
i used to be a veteran
now i’m feeling like a rookie
my b-tch don’t give her cookie
imma have to call a hooker
get the quarters out the acura and pay this hoe
i’ve been saving up my change for a rainy day
i should’ve listened to them things my mama had to say
i put myself in this predicament
my life is nothing man i wish that i could finish it
i’m working for a man that’s working for a man who’s working for a middle men
get me out of here
sick of shedding tears
i thought i was bout to be a millionaire
but now i’m struggling mugging these motherf-ckers with a 44′
do i have to mention i’m desperate
might just p-wn this double s necklace
i can’t deal with all this pressure
what to do with all of these records
trying to rebuild an empire can’t even put myself together

[chorus]
the bills due and the walls got some mildew
i been looking at this bottle wondering what these pills do
my dog died in the hallway
i been looking at the ceiling crying all day
my life sucks
my job sucks
my kids sucks
my b-tch sucks
haven’t even got my d-ck sucked
i’m running, running, running out of luck
i’m gunning, gunning, gunning for them bucks



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