Lyrics:
of slabs away
Junkies on my ass, caught a blast, all they know is Gates
(God)
Yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes
Y-y-yes, Lord, yes, Lord, yes, Lord,
like a paper tugboat
Well beneath your holiday
Beached on a red tide infested shore corroding eastern seaboard beauty
I'm a jigsaw slab, but all
team
They know I'm Down for my team
I hold it down for my team
Verse 2
96 I heard track
2 dope boys in a cadalliac
By big boy and three stacks
They
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
Intro:
Welcome, welcome to the other side of the H.
Yea we known for popping trunk, riding slab, sipping syrup, and banging screw.
But I challenge
Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
Knockin' project bricks
Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love
had my weight up (I'm up)
Vino beggin' me to put a hundred slabs on a tractor trailer (uh)
Laughin' at my opps passin' through like, "I'll catch you
Bzzz.... Bzzz....
Hi, hello, Miss Sweeney?
Could you please come in my office for a second?
I'm heading home for the day
And I thought it'd be
Bzzz.... Bzzz....
Hi, hello, Miss Sweeney?
Could you please come in my office for a second?
I'm heading home for the day
And I thought it'd be
a 50 slab divided it up with the team
Sold em all double-down did it again
By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce
You sellin dimes to forty
to see a grown man cry
Sometimes my homies stop by
They're smoking joints and get the high
Spirit, if they could only know that I hear it when they
wrote this song, to let you know I'm down
I know you know I'm down, I know you know I'll ride for you
[Trae]
I just thought that I'd clear my mind,
On the real, it's going down
Fucking with us, you'll be laying it down
[Trae]
I'm finna to make you feel my wrath
Fucking guerilla niggaz, living
died in the Union by the name of McNabb
They washed him and laid him outside on a slab
And after the corroner his measurements did take
His wife took him
stepping bout the gang
And you know I'm standing on my name
That stick it stand by me, everywhere I go me and my flame
I'm starting to feel like ah dragon I
back in the day
Now my pockets got weight
Money on my mind with the plays
Catching them plays, big money shit like a bank
Aye, Aye, I'm tryna get rich by
Watch your step
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
When my monster, from its slab, began to rise
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face
kickoff
My slab got a lot of niggas pissed off
Yeah paint shine like lip gloss, Cadillac got a wide body like Rick Ross
Took time but my cash got right
In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog
Only at night time... I see you
In darkness... I feel you
A bride by my side-I'm inside many brides Sometimes I wonder...
What goes on in your
[Chorus]
Help me please
I'm blinded by my tears and I just can't see
So many devils tryin' to recycle my soul
Cause in the ghetto where I'm
town
When you hear the sound
Bodies by the pound like you're weighing slabs of meat
Trying to dodge these bullets as they fly by me
I seen people run for
said she likes my car
I said take a ride
So we flipped up the doors on the Contach
But gettin' in a Lamborgini is hard
So I grabbed baby girl by
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