Ill Advised

Song

Ill Advised

Boldy James · Boldface - EP · 2019 · 3:27

Lyrics

Yeah Thugger with the gas Trials and tribulations of a ghetto kid Nigga, and still I rise Young and ill advised Speed demon Off the weed and the liquor, live the thug life That Hennessy'll get you keyed, nigga Ayy, that dope dick, it'll get your whip keyed, nigga Was young and ill advised Life of a street nigga Where we at with it? 227 Gang Let's get it A penny saved is a penny earned Got a son that I gotta raise It's his turn to turn up, so I be workin' on my holidays Tryna get that dollar made, slappin' blocks off of Promenade Eighteen hole ones, I been teein' off at the drivin' range Me and Jonah won't hoke 'em, no, we supply them things Bae keep trollin', love to see me floss when I drive the Range He paid the cost to be the boss, expensive as it was See me and Mari in that Porsche, this shit from sellin' drugs We from the real streets of Detroit where niggas play for keeps Crimson your tide, then take you down Can't wash the stain with bleach My OG Ali changed my life, was with them bottom feeders Most of us ain't believe in God, so we was robbin' preachers Bury Ricky at Greater Grace, he was a block bleeder 187 Homicide, drugs on concrete Years later, still fuckin' bitches with my father's features Rockin' house pieces, niggas know the vibes You can ask my man, he's a mind reader Keep a nine heater all the time, this is how we ride Meet up at the cemetery and get smoked out Pass the weed, nigga This the anthem for real street niggas, ayy I had to sever ties He took the stand and testified for some lesser time Was tellin' Dutch he slowed down, but he was pressed for time Never mind that shit with Des wine, wish I could press rewind If my life was a game of spades, I went a seven blind Loso got sprayed with the K like forty-seven times Trill recognize trill, was young and ill advised Lucky to be still alive, know it's fuckin' with niggas' pride Never been robbed in my life, couple of niggas tried Last shootout you heard I had, both of them niggas died And niggas talkin' down on blocks, you know my niggas slide 'Cause when it's on, you know this beef shit come with extra sides Do the electric boogaloo, chopper let you slide While I'm somewhere ducked off with my bitch just tryna catch a vibe None of these hoes ain't loyal, got money set aside For all these rats and rodents who need pesticide Let's get it That's right Now listen, man Why don't you laugh for a few years? Settle down, million dollars in rent Livin' honest, God-fearin' life Yeah, Foxy sounds all right and

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