Lyrics:
Life pass you by like a car on the freeway
These days keep a noose hangin in my breezeway
Gotta get the bread, dough, cheese, cake
Bad with
Niggas mad about bitches that ain't even theirs
If he in the breezeway, leave him smoked on the stairs
How I'm banging that hammer it's raising my
Prince of Persia up in Dubai
Fuckin' bitches in my new ride
Diamonds colder than a breezeway
It's a blessing no gazuntai
Doin' donuts on the freeway
Slumped up in the breezeway
Going about 80 on the fuckin freeway
Lose my damn mind while I watch the trees sway
And they ain't got shit on all
Smoking on that loud
Got the breeze-way beatin'
6 in the morning I be laying wit a freak
Counting all this money all g*****n week
Top - back , V12
You met me in the breezeway
You're fragile in the wind
Cavity's aflare
Bone conducting
You're simulating here
In the breezeway
You'll find no result
Lost on the freeway again
Lookin' for means to an end
Nobody knows which way it's gonna bend
Lost on the freeway again
Walkin' the breezeways
Lost on the freeways again
Looking for cause to an end
Nobody knows which way its gonna bend
Lost on the freeways again
Walking the breezeways again
want my time when I’m famous
You ain’t gotta front
We can take a ride on the freeway
I can fly you out on a weekday
You can leave ya bag in the breezeway
'Cause I'm cool,
Just like the breeze-way now pushin' like salt and p-e-p-p-a
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push
She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles
When the world is hers and she held your eyes
Out in the breezeway down by the shore in
softball in the yard
Breezeway playin' cards with half of the neighborhood
Their crazy bridge club nights, Sunday back road drives
Running for our lives
softball in the yard
Breezeway playin' cards with half of the neighborhood
Their crazy bridge club nights, Sunday back road drives
Running for our lives down
Well Jolene unlocked the thick breezeway door
Like she'd done one hundred times before.
Jolene smoothed her dark hair in the mirror.
She
Wildin' out to tucson
Wanna hit that creek bank
Pretty little sweet thang
She could cause a heat wave
Flyin' down the breezeway
Goin' 75 down the dirt
can't stand this life
These days, breezeways, only blow in hurt and strife
I'd say, please wait, you can take another try
Too bad, it's too late, I'll see
told my lawyer we gone double back wit appeals
Facts
I want that sack Uncle Phil, In my 'apartments if ya hoe, they expose ya
Breezeway they pourin' 4's
the breezeway where the fuck it goes down
Pong on the deck beer bong out
Everybody sip sip sipping no drought
Everybody tip tip tipsy no doubt
The cards stacked
chicken call it drumstick
Couple shots kuz he made me sick
Partment thuggin in da breezeway
Racing hotboxes on a e way
Got two guns for pete sake
It’s gone
boy scripts, I’m jolly rancher crazy
Late night skatin down the e-way
Used to have a fettish for the ski taste
Remember shootin dice in the breezeway
by serving some jays
Shooting dice in da breezeway
Phone ringing it’s another play
Niggas mad kuz you getting paid
Couple bullets now his head gone
robbed Reece and then dropped him when he came back for the work
Brace knuckles slept him that, the next day he wasn't hurt
Bled in that breezeway a few
yeah
Get excited about new beef we like to stalk a nigga yeah
Walk him down in breezeway in the apartments by the stairs
Might smoke him in the freeway
and a pocket full of reminders
I'm better off with a let down, fully aware of habit, but these days I don't even know
I walk the breezeway dreaming of the snow
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