[Verse 1]
Every time that I feel low u kno I gotta get high
Yea im only 23 n im just trynna get by
Bussin rhymes and busing tables use to it every night
Trynna chase a Rap dream live a luxurious life
Trynna take it to the moon and over to the stars
Im trynna have da Milky Way roofing in the car
Apologize for all da sins my life been kinda hard
I strategize to stay alive and I been moving smart
Aint been da same since Linda left me I just fell apart
Aint been da same since laurie left and that what broke da heart
Sum niggas died up in the deez streets I missing all da dawgs
And passing where ya homie died yea that what makes it hard
Burn a qp to da face yea I love feeling
I roll a wood and spark it up yea dis gelato Killin
Reminiscing on my niggas while i'm in da kitchen
Smoking up one for da dawgs who we forever see missing
Steady ducking on my side and on my side on side bitch drama
Picked up da cup up im sorry I aint picked the phone up mama
Im lw living fast but im trynna run deez commas
And don't u worry cause ya son be packing all deez llamas
I just wanna get away get so highhhhhh
Wanna run away nd quit my 9-5
Wuz it gunna take cause lord u know im tryinn
Yea yea yea
[Verse 2]
Fanta filled wit dirty wocky just poed me a eighth
Sympathizing wit da thug gotta ventilate
We hitting 90s and deez 100's on da interstate
Got Broken ties wit family them niggas turned 2 jakes
Blood aint blood on 27 they was hella fake
There aint nun that was given had 2 go n take
Posted up 10 or 11 slanging by da late
Kept da lemon squeezer on me case I run a Blake
Smokin up dis limoncello lace it 2 da face
Feeling like im superman got me feeling Great
Impatient but I know my time coming gotta wait y
But is like time is catching up 2 us is getting late
[Verse 3]
I luv my lil bro 2 death don't say that shit enough
I know that lately life is hard and shit is gettin rough
But f*ck da bull n stay on 10's we'll b going up
We section 27 babies molded in da mud
No sympathizing 4 a sucka Neva show em love
On 2700 block my pistol quick 2 bust
If u aint kno then u should kno that in then Glock we trust
That's just the way a nigga raised living in the cuts
Shit been mainy but im thankful dat im still okay
Thru every darker day around me there's a brighter day
I know there's times where i keep feeling I can't catch a break
But that's the sacrifice u making when u bussin plays
14-K - Gelato 33 (Freestyle) Lyrics
14-K - Gelato 33 (Freestyle) Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Every time that I feel low u kno I gotta get high
Yea im only 23 n im just trynna get by
Bussin rhymes and busing tables use to it every night
Trynna chase a Rap dream live a luxurious life
Trynna take it to the moon and over to the stars
Im trynna have da Milky Way roofing in the car
Apologize for all da sins my life been kinda hard
I strategize to stay alive and I been moving smart
Aint been da same since Linda left me I just fell apart
Aint been da same since laurie left and that what broke da heart
Sum niggas died up in the deez streets I missing all da dawgs
And passing where ya homie died yea that what makes it hard
Burn a qp to da face yea I love feeling
I roll a wood and spark it up yea dis gelato Killin
Reminiscing on my niggas while i'm in da kitchen
Smoking up one for da dawgs who we forever see missing
Steady ducking on my side and on my side on side bitch drama
Picked up da cup up im sorry I aint picked the phone up mama
Im lw living fast but im trynna run deez commas
And don't u worry cause ya son be packing all deez llamas
I just wanna get away get so highhhhhh
Wanna run away nd quit my 9-5
Wuz it gunna take cause lord u know im tryinn
Yea yea yea
[Verse 2]
Fanta filled wit dirty wocky just poed me a eighth
Sympathizing wit da thug gotta ventilate
We hitting 90s and deez 100's on da interstate
Got Broken ties wit family them niggas turned 2 jakes
Blood aint blood on 27 they was hella fake
There aint nun that was given had 2 go n take
Posted up 10 or 11 slanging by da late
Kept da lemon squeezer on me case I run a Blake
Smokin up dis limoncello lace it 2 da face
Feeling like im superman got me feeling Great
Impatient but I know my time coming gotta wait y
But is like time is catching up 2 us is getting late
[Verse 3]
I luv my lil bro 2 death don't say that shit enough
I know that lately life is hard and shit is gettin rough
But f*ck da bull n stay on 10's we'll b going up
We section 27 babies molded in da mud
No sympathizing 4 a sucka Neva show em love
On 2700 block my pistol quick 2 bust
If u aint kno then u should kno that in then Glock we trust
That's just the way a nigga raised living in the cuts
Shit been mainy but im thankful dat im still okay
Thru every darker day around me there's a brighter day
I know there's times where i keep feeling I can't catch a break
But that's the sacrifice u making when u bussin plays
Every time that I feel low u kno I gotta get high
Yea im only 23 n im just trynna get by
Bussin rhymes and busing tables use to it every night
Trynna chase a Rap dream live a luxurious life
Trynna take it to the moon and over to the stars
Im trynna have da Milky Way roofing in the car
Apologize for all da sins my life been kinda hard
I strategize to stay alive and I been moving smart
Aint been da same since Linda left me I just fell apart
Aint been da same since laurie left and that what broke da heart
Sum niggas died up in the deez streets I missing all da dawgs
And passing where ya homie died yea that what makes it hard
Burn a qp to da face yea I love feeling
I roll a wood and spark it up yea dis gelato Killin
Reminiscing on my niggas while i'm in da kitchen
Smoking up one for da dawgs who we forever see missing
Steady ducking on my side and on my side on side bitch drama
Picked up da cup up im sorry I aint picked the phone up mama
Im lw living fast but im trynna run deez commas
And don't u worry cause ya son be packing all deez llamas
I just wanna get away get so highhhhhh
Wanna run away nd quit my 9-5
Wuz it gunna take cause lord u know im tryinn
Yea yea yea
[Verse 2]
Fanta filled wit dirty wocky just poed me a eighth
Sympathizing wit da thug gotta ventilate
We hitting 90s and deez 100's on da interstate
Got Broken ties wit family them niggas turned 2 jakes
Blood aint blood on 27 they was hella fake
There aint nun that was given had 2 go n take
Posted up 10 or 11 slanging by da late
Kept da lemon squeezer on me case I run a Blake
Smokin up dis limoncello lace it 2 da face
Feeling like im superman got me feeling Great
Impatient but I know my time coming gotta wait y
But is like time is catching up 2 us is getting late
[Verse 3]
I luv my lil bro 2 death don't say that shit enough
I know that lately life is hard and shit is gettin rough
But f*ck da bull n stay on 10's we'll b going up
We section 27 babies molded in da mud
No sympathizing 4 a sucka Neva show em love
On 2700 block my pistol quick 2 bust
If u aint kno then u should kno that in then Glock we trust
That's just the way a nigga raised living in the cuts
Shit been mainy but im thankful dat im still okay
Thru every darker day around me there's a brighter day
I know there's times where i keep feeling I can't catch a break
But that's the sacrifice u making when u bussin plays