Lyrics:
The Midnight Society
Cresylic
Bounce
Swerve
On my nerves
Bury that shit in the fucking inferno, nigga
Gang
Only time you get a girl is if you
Yo
(Nastylgia)
(Yeah)
Came in the rave with her two mates
Made her buss down like Blueface
Try complain that her shoes ache
I just swerve
robbery heists whenever I may so I’m bout the movement cowered is worthless my purpose bless the game with foul verses swerve a Maserati all over the earths
you want to be sure
'Cause the road sometimes swerves as you're reading
In the free Bible book
There in John 3:16
Come find how all of our faults are
you want to be sure
'Cause the road sometimes swerves as you're reading
In the free Bible book
There in John 3:16
Come find how all of our faults are
By the weight of their truck for being dumb
Their cranium was cracked
From the vicious impact
Dead at the scene
Brain exposed to air
Skull fragments
was ahead of the curve
Jim sat somewhere in the middle
Into each other they did swerve
They will live for a million years
They are no mere whim
They
vision, I'm praying to God I don't swerve while I'm whipping.
I Run up the digits that's always the mission, you know the drill, it ain't no intermission.
the zoots by ounce"
Swear the tracks so loud, grab your tickets
Get the tour sold out
I put ten bags up on the table
Fuck the label, got the COD loadout
Fuck around, they take your son
My niggas had the right to run
We twist our fingers into guns
They get torn apart by the son
You can't thrive
of some niggas last year
Wish they let my nigga out on parole
Niggas used to bump The Warm Up by Cole
While niggas used to warm the house wit the stove,
in (I live this)
I pull up drop tops all day (I swerve)
Only purples whips nigga in all shades (On the curve)
My niggas hard body in all ways (ya
Uzi
Trappin' by pool creek, action when it's 'bout me
They say you not the man in the streets
I'm flashy, now you got with the key
I crashed it, now
Oh my gosh
It's D Double
Hold tight Swerve on production
It's street fighting time
Round 1, fight!
If it's me you're mad at
You'll get
me
I think you might feel some type of way
I dodge dick on the daily, yeah
I know it's funny, but it's true
And I bought this Mercedes all by
parts
And you lean much harder than you need when the road curves
Swerve through traffic and the cracks in the ground
Every gesture you require
runnin' in fear, scared
Unwilling to hear what's said, hide under the shed
We lyin' in the filth, grown men layin' in our own beds
Pull ourselves up by
You have the gift of language
And the headlights to observe
The path of your direction
I hardly ever see you swerve
I'm a vector of deception
ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk
scared
Unwillin' to hear what's said, hide under the shed
We lyin' in the filth, grown men layin' in our own beds
Pull ourselves up by the bootstraps
Hit
California to the Florida Keys, we be
Slangin the WORD, while they smokin they're herb
And dippin 64's, hittin switches on the curb
Then swerve back in place,
what you heard
Bro, man are real life shotta
Call up for a bird
Amni's coming in proper
Four door swerve, skrrr skrrr, skrrr
Bang, road lock lock
ya eyes fo
Cause ya mad I'm pushin' good and pimped out tha side door
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Now when I hop off in tha Lac, I swerve tha interstate
and then.
You duck, you swerve, you've struck a nerve again.
Don't tell me nothing I can't do without.
You say you're only trying to help me, but I have my
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