Twisted Insane - Let Me Live lyrics

Aye, why don't you run up in here and grab us
A couple 40s up in this muthafucka real quick
What you got on you?
Oh shit I got, what, 56, 57s this nigga
Hahaha
Lil broke ass, don't never have no money ass
Hurry up nigga
Gon' get my fade on awe, shit
This? I ain't even got my heat in
This muthafucka ain't this about a bit-

Baby mama in my inbox
If I knew she was gonna hit me on the low
She would've been blocked
If i knew I would've been bopped
If I stayed around and laid up in
The town I would've been shot
10 years old, running through the wire
20 years later now it's me that's on fire
Pockets on flat, filled out
Apps every single day


But I still was not hired
The life of a broke nigga
Run 9-1-1 still a joke nigga
They way my life been going I
Ain't even knowing if I want
To keep it rolling find me
Hanging by a rope nigga that's real
In the welfare line with the
Mama don't mind me i'm not time for yo drama
Wrote rhymes all kinds, two times like Obama
4-5 right by my side when I'm on a mission
I don't even think you see
It get the bigger picture
You can talk about ya flipping while
They cooking in the kitchen
I be posted in the bushes with
My hand up on the trigga
Bitch it ain't nobody better I been
Looking for that nigga hoe
Open bottles in my vehicle
Tell her take a sip and see
How far that she will go
Trump in office we gone see
How long 'til we revoke
I'm just tryna keep it to myself
Just so I can be afloat let me live

I don't know
I feel like I can get a call any day
You know? You can get a call at any moment
At any moment you can get that call
Somebody close to you can be gone
Your closest loved one
Just dead, gone, flatline, just like that
They be gone, maybe I'm gunna
I remember one day I got a call from
My mom and she told me she
Ain't think she was gunna make it back
Home, you know what I mean
From the hospital and shit
I was tore the fuck up inside, homie
You hear me sayin', this is, this is my
Mom, you know what I mean, so, i was gone

My mind's fully brainsick
They told me from a kid to give it up
I ain't shit
I'll never make it rappin, maybe
But I can't quit i'm sick of sleeping in the
Parking lots with stank piss
I take a trip around the nation
And I find myself a ginos
I bought the homies food and I
Ain't even have a beanal
They always showing love and they
Start brain up at reno
I told my auntie 'bout that
Walk around her chemo
She knows maybe I could
Be something for real
Talking to my mama while she lays
Up on her death bed
Never know if it's gone be the
Last time that I say goodbye
So I sit and cry high like meth head
I wonder if I'm being tested
And if I die today, will I be resurrected?
Feeling like I'm walking with
The zombies so infected
You be on the corner lookin'
Like you got a deathwish
Oh, no, mama used to tell me: "Don't go"
Every night I'm usually running from the popo
The homie told me that they got me in a photo
That night that we was riding
In a stolen 4 door
Shit, man it would've been so great of us
The people would've gave us love
Instead of hated us
I feeling like I'm 'bout to go
Bezerk or hurt and I
Wouldn't be so nuts about to
Bust the phone today, but just let me live

So now all type of muthafuckas
All on this shit right?
I mean imagine that shit
Imagine the feelin' you have right
Nigga you feel like you boxed in
You know, I did
And it comes to a point, man
That you feel like it's all boilin' over
Like your top really bout to
Pop at any muthafuckin' minute
You know what I mean?
You look to the left, nigga, mama's on dope
Look to the right daddy gone
You don't got nowhere to turn to
You ain't got no muthafuckin'
You ain't got no money!
And everybody in your business
Errybody want some, nobody wunna put
In theto get to somethin', you know?
I mean shit would be different if
You start thinkin' about life, homie
Night and day that's what I think about
Up, up, down, down, left
Right, left, right, A
B, Select, Start, Twisted
Insane, Brainsick Muzik, i'm out this bih