Hold up
Me and my dawgs so day one
You would think we didn't, grow up
Cause all they say
"The good die young, all the good don't last"
So what? I brought a record deal to the middle of the map
And I still, ain't blow up
Fuck fame, we don't need no one, me and my team pour up
All day roll up, celebratin' every day we don't spend poorer
Hesitation never get a closed mouth fed
Hesitation never booked a ten day tour, but I did, I did
And that was as a motherfucking kid, in the hood I was a young Brad Pitt
Cause I was that shit, and that's when I was hopping on the 19, grinding, plotting on this, so I need that pronto
Dreaming of the view on the top floor, three million views on a talk show
Now I'm finna tell the world who I talk for, this is for the ones
Riding around, smoking that dope
Riding around, smoking that dope
This is for the ones
High cause the flow so dope
High cause the flow so dope
If you been a real motherfucker your whole life
Live the hard-knock life and you can't pay bills, shit, that's all right
I feel that
But if you're gonna chill motherfucker, don't hold back, smoke up
And we can live a little bit, cause we ain't worried about shit
We ain't worried about shit
You ain't living this life though
You ain't living my life
You can't do it
You ain't living this life though
You ain't living my life
I've been through it
You ain't living this life though
You ain't living this life
You can't do it
You ain't living my life though
You ain't living my life
I've been through it
Let me talk
I remember you when you were just a teen
Battle rapping on 116th
Take the rapid to the square, I meet B
Posted in the trap with the shrimp for weeks
(What happened?)
I love you C-L-E, that's why I'm trying to take us to the T-O-P
I'm sick of seeing suckas busy, always trying to leech, lucky I ain't never charged a hundred fifty for a feat, cause
Everybody want some
Seen me on the television once, think I'm balling but really I ain't got none
Why you think I never changed?
Y'all don't get it
Tell me, how would you feel?
If you went back home and the love's all gone cause you always kept it too real
Tell them bum motherfuckers go and get it on your own
This is for the ones who stuck with your boy like glue
One time for the crew, the ones who'd never leave me for the loot, the ones who, if I need, gon' shoot
This is for the ones who smoking that dope
Riding around, smoking that dope
This is for the ones
High cause the flow so dope
High cause the flow so dope
Kells
If you been a real motherfucker your whole life
Live the hard-knock life and you can't pay bills, shit, that's all right
I feel that
But if you're gonna chill motherfucker, don't hold back, smoke up
And we can live a little bit, cause we ain't worried about shit
We ain't worried about shit
You ain't living this life though
You ain't living my life
You can't do it
You ain't living this life though
You ain't living my life
I've been through it
You ain't living this life though
You ain't living this life
You can't do it
You ain't living my life though
You ain't living my life
I've been through it
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Machine Gun Kelly"...
Ain't nobody love me as a broke motherfucker
When I was a youngin' from the O, motherfucker
See me on the come up, never spoke, motherfucker
Tell me how you figure that I owe motherfuckers
Now I think about them, man I own motherfuckers
I be charging twenty just to host motherfuckers
I was just with.. in the Ghost, motherfuckers
Y'all need to worry about your car notes, motherfuckers
Aye, can I live?
Maybe I could if everybody put one foot in my kicks
And realize I own this shit
Give me one good spliff, to the face
Put the city on my back like capes
Super OG in the papes, realEST motherfucker in the race
Young Kells, put the name to the face..
Till I Die: Part II lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, French Montana, Yo Gotti & Ray Cash)
[MGK & Bone Thugs-N-Harmony:]
Awaitin' to die, oh, shit, I'm always on my mind
East 1999, nigga, St. Clair
Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from
[MGK:]
The motherfuckin' land, get it straight
Boy, you will get scraped
Bitch, I'm from the motherfuckin' land of the apes
Get the fuck out my face (bitch)
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm blowin' strong
E'rywhere I go (e'rywhere I go), everyday, everybody know
In my hood, motherfuckers get it on
[Yo Gotti:]
Puttin' on for the city like Snowman
Cause in my city I don't snow, man
And that ain't no diss to Jeezy
Cause Jeezy know what's up, believe
That's my nigga back in Puerto Rico
'Fore the rap shit popped, we were talkin' kilos
Tell the Puerto Rican bitch centerfold the plug
Big bottle of numbers and we call him Nino
Yo, one ounce and a pound bag, I know I'm livin'
I'm a north Memphis nigga till I die, dawg
Yeah, motherfuck a suit and tie, dawg
We don't want our hats to the back with the five, dawg
Bang, put the plug on chill
Told 'em I ain't through yet, hell naw, I ain't retire, dawg
I just want a piece of mind, dawg
Why you hatin' on a nigga from the city? Lemme shine, dawg
[MGK:]
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on
[MGK & Bone Thugs-N-Harmony:]
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from
[French Montana:]
Yo, I be drivin' all the foreign cars 'til the day I die
Fuckin' all the foreign hoes 'til the day I die
Went to hit the dealer, then a nigga drove it out
When 'em doors go up, all them panties fallin' down
Niggas ain't know me then, but 'em niggas know me know
When I pull up in the Benz, all the jewels drippin' down
I be fuckin' up arenas, all 'em hoes singin' now
I be fuckin' with them boys that lift you off the ground
I stand out, spent a hun'ed racks to put the band on it
Shawty bendin' it over, let me land on it
Grabbin' brown bags, Uncle Sam, homie
Got the pussy jumpin', dove a HAM on it
Young nigga goin' hard
If you talk about them cars, fuck y'all like the dealer
Now, I did it for my dawgs
I be smokin' out the jar like a dreadlock, haann
[Ray Cash:]
Ay, Bleed, keep puttin' on
I said keep puttin' on, Ray been puttin' on
See, I bossed wit' my mans wit' the plug, put 'em on
In the plug, put 'em on, yeah
Yeah, East Side for life
I'm a real Cleveland legend, I'm a ride 'til the day I die
Get high, bury me with my chrome .45
Now tell me, now tell me, do that sound familiar?
If you from Cleveland, you are la familia
If you get money one hundred, you know that we filmin' you
[MGK:]
Hold up, bitch, I'm from the land and y'all know that
Y'all never should have let me go back
Even when I didn't had no plaque
I was courtside in the Cavaliers throwback
I was over nineteen ridin' up Miles
Back when I was nineteen turnin' up wild
I was in the flats when the land slanged goals
Ridin' up Satchel when them boys slanged hoes
I was on the clear when L came down
Leavin' out of work, went to rap it downtown
I was in the club when they played "We Ball"
And I repped my hood and everybody started brawlin'
Back when I was sixteen, I was spittin' sixteen
Hoppin' up the Blue Line on 116
Tryin' to get my fifteen minutes of fame, shit changed
Now I'm on the big screen like...
[MGK & Bone Thugs-N-Harmony:]
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from
Awaitin' to die, oh, shit, I'm always on my mind
East 1999, nigga, St. Clair
Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from
[MGK:]
The motherfuckin' land, get it straight
Boy, you will get scraped
Bitch, I'm from the motherfuckin' land of the apes
Get the fuck out my face (bitch)
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm blowin' strong
E'rywhere I go (e'rywhere I go), everyday, everybody know
In my hood, motherfuckers get it on
[Yo Gotti:]
Puttin' on for the city like Snowman
Cause in my city I don't snow, man
And that ain't no diss to Jeezy
Cause Jeezy know what's up, believe
That's my nigga back in Puerto Rico
'Fore the rap shit popped, we were talkin' kilos
Tell the Puerto Rican bitch centerfold the plug
Big bottle of numbers and we call him Nino
Yo, one ounce and a pound bag, I know I'm livin'
I'm a north Memphis nigga till I die, dawg
Yeah, motherfuck a suit and tie, dawg
We don't want our hats to the back with the five, dawg
Bang, put the plug on chill
Told 'em I ain't through yet, hell naw, I ain't retire, dawg
I just want a piece of mind, dawg
Why you hatin' on a nigga from the city? Lemme shine, dawg
[MGK:]
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E'rywhere I go, I'm puttin' on, puttin' on
[MGK & Bone Thugs-N-Harmony:]
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from
[French Montana:]
Yo, I be drivin' all the foreign cars 'til the day I die
Fuckin' all the foreign hoes 'til the day I die
Went to hit the dealer, then a nigga drove it out
When 'em doors go up, all them panties fallin' down
Niggas ain't know me then, but 'em niggas know me know
When I pull up in the Benz, all the jewels drippin' down
I be fuckin' up arenas, all 'em hoes singin' now
I be fuckin' with them boys that lift you off the ground
I stand out, spent a hun'ed racks to put the band on it
Shawty bendin' it over, let me land on it
Grabbin' brown bags, Uncle Sam, homie
Got the pussy jumpin', dove a HAM on it
Young nigga goin' hard
If you talk about them cars, fuck y'all like the dealer
Now, I did it for my dawgs
I be smokin' out the jar like a dreadlock, haann
[Ray Cash:]
Ay, Bleed, keep puttin' on
I said keep puttin' on, Ray been puttin' on
See, I bossed wit' my mans wit' the plug, put 'em on
In the plug, put 'em on, yeah
Yeah, East Side for life
I'm a real Cleveland legend, I'm a ride 'til the day I die
Get high, bury me with my chrome .45
Now tell me, now tell me, do that sound familiar?
If you from Cleveland, you are la familia
If you get money one hundred, you know that we filmin' you
[MGK:]
Hold up, bitch, I'm from the land and y'all know that
Y'all never should have let me go back
Even when I didn't had no plaque
I was courtside in the Cavaliers throwback
I was over nineteen ridin' up Miles
Back when I was nineteen turnin' up wild
I was in the flats when the land slanged goals
Ridin' up Satchel when them boys slanged hoes
I was on the clear when L came down
Leavin' out of work, went to rap it downtown
I was in the club when they played "We Ball"
And I repped my hood and everybody started brawlin'
Back when I was sixteen, I was spittin' sixteen
Hoppin' up the Blue Line on 116
Tryin' to get my fifteen minutes of fame, shit changed
Now I'm on the big screen like...
[MGK & Bone Thugs-N-Harmony:]
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from
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