Track 3622/8Passing By

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Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by, uh, uh Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up Bakin' soda don't work how I used to And smokers don't be takin' hits how they used to Never get content with what you're used to And even without the tint, it finish as usual 'Cause this lil' money don't feel like it used to I cop the cars, bought all the new shoes These cop cars never come with the news crews The OG's don't be guidin' the youth's moves They only care about who's wearin' blue An Rouge Who got they chain snatched with two guns drew Was it a three-way or two-on-two? Was it an easy play or did you want shoot? He dyin' to be great, be you Threw him out on the freeway, now he's God's troop I tried to told him, yeah, but he ain't want truth Yeah, he only heard what he want to Man, don't let this shit haunt you Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by, uh, uh Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by, yeah Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by, uh, uh Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by I've been tryna survive, homie Tell my niggas in the street, "Don't die on me" If I don't make it through the beef, don't cry for me Just pour out a bit of drink and get high for me I'll be alright, brodie I fuck mad women, made mad digits Been mad livin', I got cash flippin' Mad digits, like a mathematician Got abstract vision, I have risen, yeah Been to regions of the planet with no second guessin' It's nothin' like my motherfuckin' section Where dudes be truckin' B's and wearin' Red Vans And right around the street, they throwin' C's Should be a dead man, with that fuckin' headband It's street figures, street dealers, on feet dealers No sleep dealers, tryna survive like meat dealers I'm nasty with this shit, boy, so eat sugar We all strugglin', huh, tryna eat bigger Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by, uh, uh Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by, yeah Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by, uh, uh Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky Another body die, another mama cry Life keeps on passin' me by Every time I look up in the sky