Spin (Explicit)
Slim Blessed
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Bless, Astro, you turn me up on this one Th-th-th-th-think we found a loophole Runnin' up these fuckin' bags on the interstate, we was tryna win I done prayed so many fuckin' times for my fuckin' sins Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Runnin' up them bands on the interstate, nigga, we was tryna win I done prayed so many fuckin' times for all these fuckin' sins Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Ice in my veins like D-Lo The bald head gon' sing to the opp, feel like I'm CeeLo Extensions on his head like Butler after the three-doe I tried to trade my life for my brother's, but it got vetoed Beat another case, call me Rico Two shots after the contact, it's a free throw Swimming in that pussy like I'm tryna find Nemo Beloved, it ain't no resurrection after death Trust it, seen him turn his right-hand man into a dust head He need those benefits, couple hits free He come back and leave a nigga rich Calculated risk, but he gon' face him Slithering through the garden like Satan Bad bitches with no money, that's so basic I opened doors for niggas, they couldn't see it Need LASIK, tryna get this weight off The plug invested in me, ain't no day-offs Take it to another level like the playoffs Running up these fucking bags on the interstate We was tryna win, I done prayed so many fucking times For all my fucking sins Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Running up them bands on the interstate Nigga, we was tryna win I done prayed so many fucking times For all these fucking sins Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin This shit got messy, tryna kick it Mr. Miyagi, we discipline shit 49s, Garoppolo, they missed him Running through these trenches, I got turf toe Put it on my back, this ain't no workload This the type of shit real niggas work for Running up them bands like a homecoming touchdown R.I.P. on a T, he just tryna keep his soul around We don't know how to grieve I'm just tryna breathe Lord, forgive me for my sins I'm just tryna be me Cause I survived where I shouldn't be It ain't no face if you don't believe Bury me at G No switching sides, just free the Kulture till I D.I.E Running up these fucking bands on the interstate We was tryna win I done prayed so many fucking times For all my fucking sins Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Running up them bands on the interstate Nigga, we was tryna win, I done prayed so many fucking times For all these fucking sins Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin Red light, green light, look both ways, they tryna spin BLESSED
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