Lyrics:
a sack
Everyday before juinor high I bought a six pack
And sold 'em for a buck a piece down by the track
And I never sold crack, did aluminum cans
Used
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
three times
Bitch, I'm 03, so I'm watchin' out for one time
I can turn a hater to a motherfuckin' punchline
Down later gators with a motherfuckin'
ready? Yeah
Let's do this man
3,2,1
Ah, you thought
Alright
3, 2, 1
Oh, what's up
You thought that we were gonna turn down
Nah, nah, you must've forgot
of course
I'm open the doors, cause you pushed me to force
Love is a sport, the ball's in my court
I won't let you down anymore
saucing, beat the track like I'm judo choppin'
I'm bustin' down the door
Imma bout to go to war
I ain't done this thing before
I'm taking off, imma soar
moving on
Maybe tomorrow Il learn to settle down
Until tomorrow il just keep rocking on
Cuz Im banned and I gotta punch on down the road some more
With the knowledge of things that I know now
I would be by your side when you needed me
Instead of asking you, "Nan can I go out?"
Standing on road
they hang my on the Cross and gave me thorns
I'm going down this Empty Road, ain't no need for safety
If you never hear a peep, better please come Save
was in the stu like three in the morning
Niggas be cap all in they raps
Like audiobooks, just listen to stories
I did the road in a old ass Ford
Manual
one on the track
When they ask for sum
Bruh ionujack
She tried to sit down
I said b get off my lap aye
I'm like a dog
Clawing on the door
Rising from
mouth then I'm back out
Lamb truck fendi store and I cash out
Chanel blue Cuz the pack loud
Lil nigga at the door fa the pat down
100k in the bag pull
still got sight
I'm on my road never glorify potholes
You get frightened
I put fight just to see you get by (yeah)
Up all night I still got sight
I'm
unwind, it will soft to beyond
Catch the track, track by trac, get a map to track a trail
You will find yourself behind, for a map does not prevail
See
Sunk cost of substances I'm fiending
Got me fucked up
Got me blacked out in the corner
Out the door in early morning
Get ahead of today's scoring
By
I'm somethin'
I hope you think that you're somethin' too
Scufflin', I been up that lomesone road
And I seen a lot of suns goin' down
Oh, but trust
number one
(banging on the elevator door)
Hey! Let?s track ?em down!
KWIRK
Hey, what?s that sound on the elevator?
(The crowd breaks out yelling!)
Get the car fill it up I'm putting miles on the road
Hit the city quick
Like who this hitting my phone?
I told her I'll be busy, take dick and leave me
since I'm not sure where your head's been at lately, would you mind doing me a
Favor by circling yes, if you're down to start fresh and go on a date with
jacket
Mister LA back, free my A track
Middle of July, I'm just tryin' bring a Maybach
Whole city riding, I ain't even did a Dre track
Nigga this
to Organized, cause they raised me
I'm also down with LaFace cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me
And it's cool
Yeah, it's real cool, getting paid fat pockets
to Organized, 'cause they raised me
I'm also down with LaFace 'cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me
And it's cool
Yeah, it's real cool, getting paid fat pockets
minie, moe
Can never catch the things, that I'm saying by the toe
If I catch you sharing notes, then I'm going Chernobyl
Imma melt them all away, like
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