Lyrics:
the
Missiles slow you down
Sup with BIG? Pass the microphone to you
So I can take a puff
Who throw gats to Guiliani?
Flows tighter than pigeon punani, try me
won't stop ever, but she might go click
If you leave her you'll see a PSYCHO BITCH
Now she's callin your crib, at nights so sick
Wanna pop up and try
I feel like I'm OK but I don't know, hmm
I guess I'll do just fine if I move slow
'Cause I got nothing left
I'm all by myself
So you should let me go,
like a sock
Every time they try 2 clock u
Tick more than they tock
Push I push
Don't let them pull u down, yeah
Push I push
Until u get 2 higher ground
You sit there looking clueless
As life passes by
You don't know if you can do this
I just want to change your mind
C'mon tell me what the truth is
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
Chorus
Demons been taking my soul, so why try
Harder to see through the smoke
Through the side eye
Bullets don’t carry no names, they fly by
I
everything moving so slow?
If I take another sip, she gon' be loving it
Don't ask me nothing I know what I know
Pour me a cup and let's give it a go
Highly
haven’t seen
You see the movie title but you don’t peep behind the scenes
The directors cut, cutting shit out my life I don’t need
Once we on the top
on me
Like I keep a bang on me
So if you step to me
Don't you be grabbing me
I'm a young prodigy
Like a missile we going ballistic
Head to head spamming
temi saye gan won dawonmo ni Cyprus
In the first they will laugh
At the end they will clap
Seeing the check they will come
By that time we ignore
We see the feds, we gon hit the gas and take the backstreet
Bitch I don't be on insta
If it's smoke then come get at me
Stuff a 3.5 in the wood
It's
Say that you don't love me, but that's just for now
Heard that we got beef, let's get on common ground
Say that I'ma dog, then bring me to the pound
answers
What! Come on can you hear me in the back
If you can't let 'em know and we'll turn up the track
So come on
(They're addicted to power,
got a good heart don't mean we get our way
No one's ever ready for surprises that may
You and I know a lie but I just need to hear you say
Slow down,
no hate, coz you know that we aint
Keepin the flow slow, you don’t even know where we go bro
What you gonna do when we come through
Yea, I don’t even
out slow
How you manage
What's the plan
Ready set go
Yah I'm here
Always am
Watchin how they fold
How they live
Kind of sad
What they don't know
Never
But you could feel this real love
If you just lay in my
Running fast in my mind
Girl don't you slow it down
If we carry on this way
This thing might
you say my name(Trae)
Ya try to take it to me, ima try to take it to ya brain
[Hook:]
We put them drinks down and put them tools up
And if dude trippin
you say my name(Trae)
Ya try to take it to me, ima try to take it to ya brain
[Hook:]
We put them drinks down and put them tools up
And if dude trippin
the feel of change
Fuck the fame but we still insane
Had to duck the lames and then find our lane
And to be honest
If you wanna run it
Get running but don
're living our lives right now
Find a way to stay happy and live no lie, If we fail again we try
We don't even need a reason why, We're living our lives right
pipe down
I pull up with my brothers, and my brothers, they don't mess around
We just smoked a blunt, 4 AM at the playground
Niggas out here talkin'
every day, insult my family, call me garbage, call me racist
Try to tell my therapist that I'm afraid, I can't explain it, uh
Back up, don't touch me,
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