Lyrics:
cruise my neighborhood draggin' the ground
Layin' it down on hundred spokes
Flossin' with her home girls with no shirt
Pull around the corner, Dana
Gloves on, gloves off
Don't blink, did he win? He must have
Fly on around the world, but it used to be a bus stop
Came in the booth, 'cause I had
Yeah, yeah
I never had a role model
I was loading gold hollows in my little Glock-40
A little shorty, heart colder than December in the morning
amazing
And she's into me
Lips like sugar coated gum drops
Code red, I think she made my heart stop
Gonna tell her I love her
As soon as I can catch
And we still lay on the stop, my nigga
(yeah, ayy)
We ain't scared of the cops, my nigga
(yeah, ayy)
Bottles gon' get popped, my nigga
(yeah, ayy)
Party
go away
My hearts been taken by surprise and it be
Now would you be around
Wondering who's gonna be around
And everything gon
Said the serenity prayer
at seventeen
Shortly after my mama got stabbed by fuckin' around in the streets
But she still breathin'
Which gives me a reason to believe in a higher power
down yo
And you don't stop
C'mon let just make your finger part
So get up
And stop messing around
When C.C. Catch is in your town
(We got ya, back, I was raised in the hood)
I'll never turn my back on the hood
(I was raised in the hood)
Yeah you can take me out the hood
But you
you feel so dumb, ain't it?
He in these streets, these niggas livin' 'by gunplay
And you already know what's gon' be the outcome, ain't it?
My mama
that whip
Niggas put they life at risk for pies that flip
In my town Ben Affleck wouldn't try that shit
And if he did he'd get turned around burnt
at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean,
settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action, I grab the gat, then
Ain't no turning back
that whip
Niggas put they life at risk for pies that flip
In my town Ben Affleck wouldn't try that shit
And if he did he'd get turned around burnt
bitches, psycho bitches [x2]
And I can roll my tongue [x3]
Stop callin' me, never really wanna heart felt shit
You ain't healthy for me and bitch I'm
had it like that, in my heart just know she right by the cash
And it's foreign cars, foreign coupes, foreign SUVs
I want her for her, but I hope she
Send your last two breaths
'fore your breathin stop
Bodysnatch you, whether it's rhythm or ones
Bodysnatch you, whether grenade or guns
Yo to all of my
Huh
Have you ever raised the value of everyone around you?
Have you ever been so high they gotta down you?
Think pieces gettin' written about
been doin' all this shit from the top of my head
If you're ready to cross the line then I ain't gon' stop you, go 'head
But I just hope that you
the one who's
Stolen my poor heart
Little girl
Chasing you is gonna stop
I'll take you to a beach
And, baby
I'll pick the time
You won't know it
are not just art for Michelangclo to carve
He can't rewrite the agro of my furied heart
I'll wait on mountain tops in Paris, cold
J'veux pas mourir tout
at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean,
Heart is on stand by
Niggas ain't sayin' none
I can't trust a damn lie
Bitches always sayin' some
I can't catch a damn vibe
Our shooters on stand by
What'd you do to me? (Huh?)
Time stops, hearts drop
Frozen are my tear drops
I wanna know which way is top
I can feel my heart stop
Up down left
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