Lyrics:
I let my baby kick the pedal for me
I put the pedal to the metal and it's steady for me
And I think it's funny why they getting sentimental with me
comply
I feel so sleazy honey, I’m dust, already gone
We’re just so easy to grind
And to pour into an hourglass: Shake it! Flip it!
Lick it or kick it!
Chasing Dreams
Written & Performed by Derrell
To kick things off
I just gotta give a quick shoutout to my FLIGHT Fam
And everybody that's down
1-2 1-2 keep it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it until dawn
Listen to the abstract got it going on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me
Buried way down deep beneath the Earth
Lie the seeds of a harvest
Planted by a mortal man
Delivered by the hand of an angel
Known to be dressed
getting my money!
Hook
Verse 3: WildStyle
Straight for the hood I be live 4-5 by my side
As I ride on the funky track bumpin' yo back
In the 'Lac we be
mean to be hard but that’s life
God, if we drive by in the
Night with the lights off you got no hope
Kick rocks or get shell-shocked
We unload, hit
But never getting a hit
Yeah yeah yeah
Quixotic kicks
Dust on my boots
And they're flipping the script
Misspelled marquee
And the bulbs never lit
Words
a Lac wit triple gold D's
blazin treez and slangin dope
now everyday we smokin killa weed
slangin dust from coke or treez
on the grind every goddamn
So damn tough
So - damn - tough
Everywhere we go downtown or to a show
We have two necessities
Charlie Mack and our limo
He's feared by suckers
you in the dust
Kick in your door masked up like, "Who in the fuck?"
Boy you is a ho ho, not just a little piece of pussy
Betta watch your ass talkin',
corrode to dust
Oh my
Once I was a daisy, many years ago
In pastures green and lazy, many years ago
But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat
you kidding
You simply a snake, I can tell by the hissing
You better stop talking, you better stop whispering
Like the candy you was snickering
Now your
of me and twista ridin in the benz/lac
But tell me can you fade back?
Still ridin in the see-a-d-I double l, double a-see always
Chorus 1x
Verse 2
(ak)
shops
Screamin they love the album,
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong
They
to your fist
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust
And drink the king's health in the morning
"For a soldier, he leads a very fine life
status ride though different
Strips like they on tours
Kick in doors love to rob
Gotta Gladiator mob
Bake your cake just like a oven then them
Boys is
and kick it for a minute
I'm sinnin', sippin' on the liquor
Girl behind the bar, might not tip her
Put this in your drink to get you home quicker
Vodka
the newest one
Just to ride by up on a nigga stuntin'
I ain't by myself, I'm with my Hooli Shawn
We be gang gang, we kick shit like we puntin'
Hold up for
want 16 then cut the check
Once I get it we gon' kick it
We gon' ball and make a lot of bread
Roll drop that beat that make 'em brawl
Make 'em bobblehead
whacked
Kick on yo door, for da racks
Goofy gone come thru da back,
If he want beef, we gone put em to sleep,
When we drive by in that lac,
Esko up the pole
pick it up
Where no hoe could just split it up
So I kick it and get it krunk
Wit some bitches that splitin blunts
While i'm spittin to hit the kitten
I'm
to dust, oh my
Well once I was a daisy, many years ago
In pastures green and lazy, many years ago
But I was met by a goat who fell in a moat
I get mad wicked (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker
'Cause my brain is
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