Starlito, Don Trip, Kevin Gates - Leash on Life lyrics

[Starlito, Don Trip, Kevin Gates - Leash on Life lyrics]

They shooting up movies
They shooting up schools
Young black fools ain’t the only ones
That suit up with tools
Exercising my second amendment and
Pleading the fifth
With a fifth, this my second
This Remy, I drink, i don’t sip
And the reason is this: it’s
Fucked up out here so we out here fucked up
If you make it out then you lucked up
Trying to save ourselves coming from
Where we raised ourselves
Stuck between a rock and a hard place
With the razor and a scale
Turn wine back to grapes
And it's raising hell
Breaking down bales just to make bail
Catching sales off a cell 'til you in a cell
I’m just trying to prevail
Well only time will tell
Well, niggas telling over time
Ain’t no telling i ain’t lying
Ain’t trying to go out like my homies did
I keep that on me and I
Put that on my homie's kid
Wonder if I gonna be missed
If I did a lonely bid
Got homies in the pen who only
Focus keeping a phone hid

When life comes with unexpected times I
Keep my sneaks on tight
Head-on collision hold the seatbelt right up
Might be locked up tomorrow
But we free tonight
Praying to God I get a leash on life
Leash on tight, only right that we know
And please don’t judge us for
The paths we chose
Looking up to heaven no one sending me signs
Only if this was a movie I' press the rewind

He got that strap in his bag
See he get bullied at school
Young nigga shot dead in his class
He put his school on the news
Now put yourself in his shoes
Walking away didn’t help
He got no friend to defend him
He got to fend for his self
And he too skinny to fight
Running away just ain’t cutting it
His daddy ain’t home
His momma still struggling
She juggle three jobs and get
No help from the government
And you don’t know nothing about him
But you trying to sucker him
Heart of a giant
I’m sorry he'll never back down
And they gonna keep pick on him
'til one day he blacks out
And reach in that book bag and
He pull that mag out
Now he get the last laugh and
You’re just the class clown
Tool on deck, yes, no I can’t help that
When momma was stressing
I hit my block like a tailback
See we trying to make it don’t got no suit's
Just got cases
And I need more than this dope
Money to leave to my babies

When life comes with unexpected times I
Keep my sneaks on tight
Head-on collision hold the seatbelt right up
Might be locked up tomorrow
But we free tonight
Praying to God I get a leash on life
Leash on tight, only right that we know
And please don’t judge us for
The paths we chose
Looking up to heaven no one sending me signs
Only if this was a movie I' press the rewind

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