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๐Ÿ‘ค King Lil G feat. LA Gun Smoke โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ AK47 Boyz โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:12
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โฑ๏ธ 4:12 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I got my girl pregnant at 19
And I thought I'd never make it
All the drama I was facing
All my friends was gang related
All I gave fuck about was slangin'
Never thought of making changes
Till we got the crib raided (raided)
Drug dealin' cases
My homeboy buzzard incarcerated
Suddenly my whole life change
Now I'm livin' life real slow
My lil son is what I live for
My whole clicks what I'd kill for
Redel castro in sinaloa
Now we making that real doe
This the shit
That I'm built for
This the shit
He got killed for
I swear to god
Me & my baby mama
Was meant to be
Till she went through my phone that night
Caught me cheating with Stephanie
Naked pictures she txted me
Goddamn you stressing me
I'm like goddamn you stressing me

I'm surrounded by soldiers
All the gangstas salute me
All the gangstas they love us
And they wanna recruit me
I swear to god my life's a gangsta movie
My life is like a gangsta movie
Fumando mota & sellin' coca
Like gangsta movies
Like Al Pacino
Doing perico in mafia movies

Shits about to get real
I'm tellin you the shits real
Wasn't old enough to buy cigarettes
But I was old enough to drug deal
We was old enough to kill
We was old enough to pay bills
I was living poor
Slept on the floor
Tell me how the fuck would you feel?
In that one bedroom apartment
I was far from stardom
Guns in glove-compartments
Staying far from the law
Enforcement they was on us tough
Gang unit rushing us
I wrote songs in my worse time
When I felt hopeless & suicidal
Close friends kept hating on me
Shout out to my future rivals
Shout out to my newest rivals
Who talk shit but I can't find em
Mad ass fuck cause they stayed behind
But I don't see em
I'm still grindin'

Life ain't what it might seem
Hit the pen at 19
Now I'm out & I'll shoot it out
Gangsta shit
What you about?
My hand guns I can't do without
Fuck with me & I'll pull it out
Shots are bangin'
Shots are rangin'
Investigation, snitches singin'
Telling cops where the kilos stayin'
Telling the cops our information
Talking to pops at visitation
On parole still debatin'
Pick up work still debatin'
Still debatin', still debatin'
Life ain't what it might mean
I got 2 strikes
And I might fight three
If they catch me with the burner
Cause I got a couple fucken murders
Coming from the state of California
1, 2, 3 strikes
And they will hold ya
You weren't trying to do life
I thought I told ya
All that shit from being a soulja

You feel that?

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:27.12] I got my girl pregnant at 19
[00:28.90] And I thought I'd never make it
[00:30.73] All the drama I was facing
[00:32.55] All my friends was gang related
[00:34.30] All I gave fuck about was slangin'
[00:36.22] Never thought of making changes
[00:38.02] Till we got the crib raided (raided)
[00:39.85] Drug dealin' cases
[00:41.62] My homeboy buzzard incarcerated
[00:43.46] Suddenly my whole life change
[00:45.20] Now I'm livin' life real slow
[00:47.09] My lil son is what I live for
[00:48.85] My whole clicks what I'd kill for
[00:50.78] Redel castro in sinaloa
[00:52.59] Now we making that real doe
[00:53.45] This the shit
[00:55.24] That I'm built for
[00:57.04] This the shit
[00:57.94] He got killed for
[00:58.84] I swear to god
[00:59.78] Me & my baby mama
[01:00.64] Was meant to be
[01:01.51] Till she went through my phone that night
[01:03.37] Caught me cheating with Stephanie
[01:04.22] Naked pictures she txted me
[01:05.12] Goddamn you stressing me
[01:07.94] I'm like goddamn you stressing me
[01:14.26] I'm surrounded by soldiers
[01:16.07] All the gangstas salute me
[01:17.89] All the gangstas they love us
[01:19.78] And they wanna recruit me
[01:21.52] I swear to god my life's a gangsta movie
[01:25.12] My life is like a gangsta movie
[01:27.88] Fumando mota & sellin' coca
[01:30.58] Like gangsta movies
[01:32.40] Like Al Pacino
[01:33.30] Doing perico in mafia movies
[01:34.26] Shits about to get real
[01:36.93] I'm tellin you the shits real
[01:37.86] Wasn't old enough to buy cigarettes
[01:40.52] But I was old enough to drug deal
[01:42.35] We was old enough to kill
[01:43.25] We was old enough to pay bills
[01:45.08] I was living poor
[01:45.97] Slept on the floor
[01:47.76] Tell me how the fuck would you feel?
[01:48.67] In that one bedroom apartment
[01:52.36] I was far from stardom
[01:54.12] Guns in glove-compartments
[01:55.01] Staying far from the law
[01:55.95] Enforcement they was on us tough
[01:58.64] Gang unit rushing us
[01:59.58] I wrote songs in my worse time
[02:01.35] When I felt hopeless & suicidal
[02:03.29] Close friends kept hating on me
[02:05.02] Shout out to my future rivals
[02:06.88] Shout out to my newest rivals
[02:08.63] Who talk shit but I can't find em
[02:10.48] Mad ass fuck cause they stayed behind
[02:12.25] But I don't see em
[02:13.14] I'm still grindin'
[02:14.07] Life ain't what it might seem
[02:44.77] Hit the pen at 19
[02:45.75] Now I'm out & I'll shoot it out
[02:47.56] Gangsta shit
[02:49.36] What you about?
[02:50.25] My hand guns I can't do without
[02:51.16] Fuck with me & I'll pull it out
[02:52.92] Shots are bangin'
[02:53.89] Shots are rangin'
[02:54.73] Investigation, snitches singin'
[02:56.55] Telling cops where the kilos stayin'
[02:58.34] Telling the cops our information
[03:00.18] Talking to pops at visitation
[03:02.03] On parole still debatin'
[03:02.92] Pick up work still debatin'
[03:05.64] Still debatin', still debatin'
[03:07.40] Life ain't what it might mean
[03:09.28] I got 2 strikes
[03:10.17] And I might fight three
[03:11.02] If they catch me with the burner
[03:11.93] Cause I got a couple fucken murders
[03:13.82] Coming from the state of California
[03:15.61] 1, 2, 3 strikes
[03:16.59] And they will hold ya
[03:17.41] You weren't trying to do life
[03:19.23] I thought I told ya
[03:20.17] All that shit from being a soulja
[03:21.95] You feel that?
[03:26.42]

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