Ride
Jaw
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Like a shooting star Bitch Im rising high Soon imma make it Catch me in the car To my destination Always racing Like a Nascar Gotta get the paper No delaying Said she stole my heart Miss I believe you have me mistaken Damn I been feeling hot Woah She wanted to feel the rock Damn Tell her please don't play with me No I bust like a fifty Glock Uhuh Call up my cousins My brothers They slide on your head with hundred shots Ride for my family We keeping it real through the storms Ain't no other options Yeah Let's keep it a hundred man Yeah Whip it right off of the lot This a foreign with a baddie No thots Damn we scoring See the ice in the watch Always pouring Roll it up for no cause To hot No loss Clouds rising like the fucking smoke You don't want it Bitch you better go Had her on me While i'm singing notes Gave her half a second Bet she out her clothes Damn Said they wanted to play with me Grinding until I'm deceased Boy you know We go hard in the East Don't wanna see any subliminal's Feeling hot I'm used to hanging with criminals Woah Wipe off your look Don't be pitiful Came up from nothing No capping That's literal Gotta take it out the box Waiting for the drop Hear them lurking Tip-toeing through the loft Pull a Soulja Pop out couple shots Hit they ass Heard they looking for the cash I got a thirty round Red laser flash Collect them tags Bout to pull up with a frag And watch the dust rise through the ashes Boom Smoking OG Keep it classic All this money Imma need more elastics Think it's funny You ain't real You an actor Just a dummy Why you preach like a pastor None of that Never hanging with no snakes Took a lot up off my plate Uhuh See the targets No mistakes They getting was coming Best cover your face Them bullets can trace No matching the pace Said you was a runner Yet you caught a case Two bro's who are locked Three bro's in the grave I pray to the Lord That he's keeping them safe No time for the games Chitter chat with the lames Circle always tight Loyalty would never change Stay up on my grind Through the heat All the pain Remain on my course Get the f*ck out the way Wanna be cheap Pick your team Make your play I been readied up No cheats still slay Take over the game With my demons at bay Industry don't like it Imma do it my way Stay gassed up Got the green tucked on my waist In case I wanna light one Up to the face Straight quads Make you go nuts Hit the brain All the THC Keep me living up to my name But the last thing I'd ever want Is the fame Yup People don't understand There's a big price to be paid Uhuh Every step I take Know that I'm making them brave F*ck the cost Keeping it coming my way Feeling like a boss Cause I'm running my wave Like a shooting star Bitch Im rising high Soon imma make it Catch me in the car To my destination Always racing Like a Nascar Gotta get the paper No delaying Said she stole my heart Miss I believe you have me mistaken Damn I been feeling hot Woah She wanted to feel the rock Damn Tell her please don't play with me No I bust like a fifty Glock Uhuh Call up my cousins My brothers They slide on your head with hundred shots Ride for my family We keeping it real through the storms Ain't no other options Yeah
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