Freeway
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I'll read you a bedtime story, you can get your ass tucked in Walking down Wilmington, my bandanna tucked in Shooting out the window at my enemies, like f*ck them Empty out the clip then I'm hopping on that 110 freeway That I-10 freeway To that 405 freeway, And that 101 freeway Get your fucking body tossed off that freeway Only Cali nigga with a beard like Freeway Well James Harden too, but you know where he stay Where my heat stay, chop a nigga like a cheesecake over these gates It's the projects, Pyrex for them objects, move waste so I flex Lord of the Rings, told them text for them high bets God bless the P9, stretch them niggas here today Gone tomorrow, etch-a-sketch them niggas Eighteenth streets to the grapes Niggas catching bodies over Jordan Five grapes Is it worth it? Yeah when you born worthless Catch the bus to Beverly Hills and snatch purses Preachers calling serpents when they worship, so it's us against them Let the steam hit the skin when that pot working From random tears to chandeliers Pouring forties for my peers, but my enemies I'll read you a bedtime story, you can get your ass tucked in Walking down Wilmington, my bandanna tucked in Shooting out the window at my enemies, like f*ck them Empty out the clip then I'm hopping on that 110 freeway That I-10 freeway To that 405 freeway And that 101 freeway Now I'm on that 105 freeway Heading to that 710 freeway Chickens on the move, nigga it's a relay I got them unmarked bills in that briefcase with that new face in that blue tape Throwing Wingstop up out my window You don't like my flow, I guess it's time to switch the tempo I can pull a model bitch inside of Bento, fresh as Mentos Where you get them Js? Jordan sent those Got my Glock cocked 'case a nigga think he fit those Then his shit blow like it's endo, over them custom kicks though Hot then cold, hot chain then froze, but it's play to end goal Riding round in those Red Octobers in July, got 'em, you lie, you ran puddles Peyton Manning with the cannon, nigga no huddle Noah butter, when you the king of the square, it's no trouble When the city love you but them haters nigga I'll read you a bedtime story, you can get your ass tucked in Walking down Wilmington, my bandanna tucked in Shooting out the window at my enemies, like f*ck them Empty out the clip then I'm hopping on that 110 freeway That i10 freeway To that 405 freeway And that 101 freeway
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Written by: Desmond Peterson, Jayceon Taylor
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