You f*ckin' hotshot companies better cut the check or something
We didn't come into this business to break our back, mijo
Look at this guy, Cortez. He's an organizer
He's about to let you hear just what a good boy he's been
F*ck that! You need this shit in your life
You listen to me now
The highs and the lows
Read between the lines for the signs in my quotes
I disguise my approach
Some say I'm immigrant, I tell them keep fishin
I'm the only one givin' real lines off the boat
Still fly off the coast
Models wan' slide cause how I slide in' the ghost
I got a slide, ma I'm ghost
See, things changed for the kid, now the cam's on
Was just a seed who couldn't leave cause he planned wrong
Daddy always high, momma wouldn't listen
The poison in his veins only started an addiction
Saw a premonition
Seated at the round table, eatin' with the fam
But it's beyond an intervention
Rome wasn't built in a day and I accept it
But the world was made in seven
Well, six, I was resting
Chill, God, the walls keep closin
And jealous text messages
She mad I'm on the road again
Still gotta hold it in and smile for these cameras
Insecure ways, don't let pride fuel your anger
Tired of the slander
Baby moms can't speak
I knew man mad but was a fan of me last week
I got a laugh, word
Lookin' mad hurt
But how you mad over somethin' that I had first
I dropped jewels but I'm a slave to the chain
Planted in the field with the cane
Think about it
Tell me those lies
Like, we'll never make it out alive
Tell her
Real niggas don't die
Could be gone till November
We all apply it
And on the no-seat exit road
Don't know who next to go
Just know these
Real niggas no lie
So much more I had to give
Just let me live
Yeah, motherf*ckers
It's the world famous pain in the ass
When it comes time to grind
I go beast mode
F*ck the feds
In interrogation rooms
I turn Marshawn Lynch
One word answers
That's the number one rule we learned in the neighborhood
You never rat on your friends
And you always keep your mouth shut
We f*ck dimes
You drop dimes
Okay, I call my lawyer
I'll see you motherf*ckers in court
Question the allure of the game
Most weak minds probably fall for a chain
All for the fame
See it's easy for all you to blame
But you wouldn't understand
Until they calling your name
The red carpets
Cameras
Live action
Red eyes in black suits
I'm high fashion
There's no telling how my thoughts play out
No shortcuts
My niggas took the long way route
We from the bottom
Got us
Facing the odds
See I'm De Niro in casino
I'm just playing my cards
I keep a poker face
Yeah, I'm a boss
But I work too
In dead silence
With thoughts that'll curse you
The game's f*cked up
Friends will desert you
Complete 360
Had to make a better circle
So I passed them
And lapped them again
Even haters like
Damn, he might actually win
Got em laughing to the bank
And now I'm laughing again
Same labels turned me down
Now they asking for him
Facts
I refuse to lose
I forever ride
Ma, Let a nigga breathe
Kings, we never die
Cortez - Never Die (feat. Devo D & Pain in Da Ass) Lyrics
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English
You f*ckin' hotshot companies better cut the check or something
We didn't come into this business to break our back, mijo
Look at this guy, Cortez. He's an organizer
He's about to let you hear just what a good boy he's been
F*ck that! You need this shit in your life
You listen to me now
The highs and the lows
Read between the lines for the signs in my quotes
I disguise my approach
Some say I'm immigrant, I tell them keep fishin
I'm the only one givin' real lines off the boat
Still fly off the coast
Models wan' slide cause how I slide in' the ghost
I got a slide, ma I'm ghost
See, things changed for the kid, now the cam's on
Was just a seed who couldn't leave cause he planned wrong
Daddy always high, momma wouldn't listen
The poison in his veins only started an addiction
Saw a premonition
Seated at the round table, eatin' with the fam
But it's beyond an intervention
Rome wasn't built in a day and I accept it
But the world was made in seven
Well, six, I was resting
Chill, God, the walls keep closin
And jealous text messages
She mad I'm on the road again
Still gotta hold it in and smile for these cameras
Insecure ways, don't let pride fuel your anger
Tired of the slander
Baby moms can't speak
I knew man mad but was a fan of me last week
I got a laugh, word
Lookin' mad hurt
But how you mad over somethin' that I had first
I dropped jewels but I'm a slave to the chain
Planted in the field with the cane
Think about it
Tell me those lies
Like, we'll never make it out alive
Tell her
Real niggas don't die
Could be gone till November
We all apply it
And on the no-seat exit road
Don't know who next to go
Just know these
Real niggas no lie
So much more I had to give
Just let me live
Yeah, motherf*ckers
It's the world famous pain in the ass
When it comes time to grind
I go beast mode
F*ck the feds
In interrogation rooms
I turn Marshawn Lynch
One word answers
That's the number one rule we learned in the neighborhood
You never rat on your friends
And you always keep your mouth shut
We f*ck dimes
You drop dimes
Okay, I call my lawyer
I'll see you motherf*ckers in court
Question the allure of the game
Most weak minds probably fall for a chain
All for the fame
See it's easy for all you to blame
But you wouldn't understand
Until they calling your name
The red carpets
Cameras
Live action
Red eyes in black suits
I'm high fashion
There's no telling how my thoughts play out
No shortcuts
My niggas took the long way route
We from the bottom
Got us
Facing the odds
See I'm De Niro in casino
I'm just playing my cards
I keep a poker face
Yeah, I'm a boss
But I work too
In dead silence
With thoughts that'll curse you
The game's f*cked up
Friends will desert you
Complete 360
Had to make a better circle
So I passed them
And lapped them again
Even haters like
Damn, he might actually win
Got em laughing to the bank
And now I'm laughing again
Same labels turned me down
Now they asking for him
Facts
I refuse to lose
I forever ride
Ma, Let a nigga breathe
Kings, we never die
We didn't come into this business to break our back, mijo
Look at this guy, Cortez. He's an organizer
He's about to let you hear just what a good boy he's been
F*ck that! You need this shit in your life
You listen to me now
The highs and the lows
Read between the lines for the signs in my quotes
I disguise my approach
Some say I'm immigrant, I tell them keep fishin
I'm the only one givin' real lines off the boat
Still fly off the coast
Models wan' slide cause how I slide in' the ghost
I got a slide, ma I'm ghost
See, things changed for the kid, now the cam's on
Was just a seed who couldn't leave cause he planned wrong
Daddy always high, momma wouldn't listen
The poison in his veins only started an addiction
Saw a premonition
Seated at the round table, eatin' with the fam
But it's beyond an intervention
Rome wasn't built in a day and I accept it
But the world was made in seven
Well, six, I was resting
Chill, God, the walls keep closin
And jealous text messages
She mad I'm on the road again
Still gotta hold it in and smile for these cameras
Insecure ways, don't let pride fuel your anger
Tired of the slander
Baby moms can't speak
I knew man mad but was a fan of me last week
I got a laugh, word
Lookin' mad hurt
But how you mad over somethin' that I had first
I dropped jewels but I'm a slave to the chain
Planted in the field with the cane
Think about it
Tell me those lies
Like, we'll never make it out alive
Tell her
Real niggas don't die
Could be gone till November
We all apply it
And on the no-seat exit road
Don't know who next to go
Just know these
Real niggas no lie
So much more I had to give
Just let me live
Yeah, motherf*ckers
It's the world famous pain in the ass
When it comes time to grind
I go beast mode
F*ck the feds
In interrogation rooms
I turn Marshawn Lynch
One word answers
That's the number one rule we learned in the neighborhood
You never rat on your friends
And you always keep your mouth shut
We f*ck dimes
You drop dimes
Okay, I call my lawyer
I'll see you motherf*ckers in court
Question the allure of the game
Most weak minds probably fall for a chain
All for the fame
See it's easy for all you to blame
But you wouldn't understand
Until they calling your name
The red carpets
Cameras
Live action
Red eyes in black suits
I'm high fashion
There's no telling how my thoughts play out
No shortcuts
My niggas took the long way route
We from the bottom
Got us
Facing the odds
See I'm De Niro in casino
I'm just playing my cards
I keep a poker face
Yeah, I'm a boss
But I work too
In dead silence
With thoughts that'll curse you
The game's f*cked up
Friends will desert you
Complete 360
Had to make a better circle
So I passed them
And lapped them again
Even haters like
Damn, he might actually win
Got em laughing to the bank
And now I'm laughing again
Same labels turned me down
Now they asking for him
Facts
I refuse to lose
I forever ride
Ma, Let a nigga breathe
Kings, we never die
Writer: CORTEZ
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