S.R.S. (feat. Chalie Woodz & CAUTION)

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Leezy

Laura Lee Ochoa (born October 14, 1986), also known as Leezy, is an American musician and singer-songwriter, best known as the bass guitarist and one of the founding members of the musical trio Khruangbin. more »

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Yeah,
It's one of those

Till I take my last breath
I'ma keep it on a hundred till I ain't got nothing left
Family over everything
making sure my seeds straight Started from the bottom so I always scrape the plate
Shit I might not see tomorrow
can't be stacking up excuses
Got no time for playing games i'm chunking up the deuces
And when I need some peace of mind, I hop in the whip
Cut on some shit like this, smoke round and round and sip,

The world is getting so crazy, we in the last days
Why when you change for the better, some people push you away
Why they say they wish you well, but don't really mean it
Success will show you some hidden hate, trust me I seen it
Kiss my daughter everyday, and hug my son at night
They the reason I keep pushing when I can't see the light
Gotta maintain till your current situation change
We gotta work twice as hard just to achieve the same
Them excuses'll hold you back if them seed's get planted
Life's a bitch, gotta deal with the cards I'm handed
Lately a lot of loved ones been leaving this planet
Everyday is a blessing, don't take one for granted
Can't be looking for pity cause we all dealing with pain
I do my best to cope and take all the stress off my brain
My cousin said when COVID hit he just got extra vicious
He rocked his mask all daily without looking suspicious
I told him I love him, and I ain't one to judge
Gotta get it how you live when you come from the mud
Miss my mom and my pops, didn't expect it to end
So when I say bye to family pray I see them again
Thoughts like this'll keep you up at night
4am tossing and turning, I ain't sleeping right
Melatonin ain't working, I need that other shit
So I hop in the whip, smoke right around and sip

Till I take my last breath, I'ma keep it on a hundred Till I ain't got nothing left, family over everything
Making sure my seed's straight, started from the bottom So I always scrape the plate, shit I might not see tomorrow
Can't be stacking up excuses, got no time for playing games I'm chunking up the deuces
And when I need some peace of mind I hop in the whip Cut on some shit like this, smoke ride around and sip

It's Charlie the plate scraper, Mr. Hater hater RTU we bout that paper
Slab riding Omega, in the back playing Sega Car purple and gold, niggas think I'm on the Lakers
But I don't play ball, I ball on tricks And you the type of nigga that's gon' spend it all on chicks
And she the type to get the money then bring it back to me And now it's me her and your money getting blunted overseas
Thoroughbred nigga, I don't fake and I don't hate You a fed nigga cooperating with the state
We live by the code so no we cannot relate And we don't give no info so 5-0 don't got no case
So stay the f*ck out my face if you favor your life And keep your bitch out of my place and you can stay with your wife
But she f*ck with me the long way and you niggas better do what the songs say Or be easy or else it'll be a long day
Okay, I'ma stand on the beers Keep it 100 for the fam and the kids
Ground table reppin' shit, I am what I is Texas raised, Texas made, I'ma handle my biz
Drip drippin' my paint, stains get big I swing then I swung, I'm hanging off a bridge
Red dot scoping and when I'm aiming at your lid Coming through, banging screw, knocking paintings off your fridge

The headlines got me feeling like there's no tomorrow I humbly pray, sanctuary's this Monte Carlo
Memory lane, I find a way to forget it Thinking of my regrets while the set is on Machiavelli
Alleged, let's pivot a new direction Nowadays no hand checkin, they quick to pull out a weapon
Don't expect your death in a few seconds, best to deck it Mess with my family and I'm going to hell reverend
Had to keep it steady when I had no food in my belly Got set with that fetty, I'm a heffy, drop that confetti
Enough of that rhyming, I'm drifting off on a quarter dank, quarter drank
Thinking bout when I got busted, I took a win against 10 niggas And I saw em all call 12, I knew they was a dime a dozen
Had them taking that low road when they bailed out Don't even have to look at the ocean to see the sail out
See, I survived when dead men were the friends of mine If they 40 and still alive, I would be surprised
Hell, jealousy, even women might be that demise I guess that's why me and my brothers are three of a kind
Real niggas go through that pain and that drama Loyalty runs dry, they let it rain with a llama
It's looking a shame and feeling strange, why bother? Go the whole, four quarters, just a change for a dollar

Till I take my last breath, I'ma keep it on a hundred Till I ain't got nothing left, family over everything
Making sure my seeds straight, started from the bottom So I always scrape the plate, shit I might not see tomorrow
Can't be stacking up excuses, got no time for playing games I'm chunking up the deuces
And when I need some peace of mind, I hop in the whip Cut on some shit like this, smoke right around the sip

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