Sik 6ixx - Oliver Twist Lyrics

Brother's starving, he wasn't fed much so it don't seem too alarming
Real smooth talker, all his threats seem charming
Tend to himself, tell he feel like a garden, bad bitches wanna eat up all his dick like farming
Thoughts out the box and my lines off the margin
Life's got a price and we can't get a bargain
Push cause I gotta get done what I started, got my cards on lock so I'ma just keep charging
Bounce out the deck, I go wild, I'm an ace in the hole but I feel like the joker
I've seen a range of the things niggas saying for the fame, but you not who you claim, you a poser
I ain't gotta watch what I say
My folks don't play what I make, they don't know I'm a smoker
Far from the fakes cause I need me a break and a bitch that's gonna do what I say, so doja
Lil one in the game, roll over, it won't be fun when I play my fault
I cut fast and I cut deep then I come right back at you on whistle
Won't be sick if I ain't got tricks up my sleeve or a few more hits in the vault
Don't tell me where I can't roll up for my trees, I'd turn a pussy nigga into mulch
Lighter on me, I got the heat, I pack a bunch
The way you niggas losing every day, you think it's fun
Seen it all, nothing new up under the sun
Live by the sword just to die by the gun
My pen to the journal and folks get weird
Shit could get easy before I get rich
You couldn't fathom the things I fear, built for a tough west and here is sixx
Niggas, couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
One day in my life would have 'em singing the blues
I had everything to gain but also nothing to lose
Had to get up and get it, I had nothing to choose from
Imagine living life like a bum
I'm just trying to get the bread, I'm so tired of crumbs
I might beg a little, just trying to add it
But any way you put it I'm just trying to get me sum
I been down, I been up, been around, I been stuck
I been cold, I been hot, went from heartless to in love
Look for strength from up above
I'm floating like a dove; also fresh just like a dove
Nigga this ain't what it was before
I got a lot but nigga I still want some more
They tried to lock me out but I kicked down the door
We spitting heat, everybody hit the floor
Oliver twist, nigga, we was poor