Lyrics:
have a good time
It's that time to unwind
We're getting close to the weekend
Turn up with a few friends
Been working all week no sleep
She calling my
of life than stress
We still thuggin' 'til its none left
Don't sleep
We gon' ride
Keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
to press us
Ain’t no one on ones you know my squad ain’t playin pick up
Silent steppin we gon creep up at your crib and shoot that bitch up
Tryna act like
him 'til the end of days I'll praise him all from the dusk 'til dawn
I'm just tryna find a way to be saved by grace yes I want
Some more, said I want
no one Lord
When I couldn't find jack in no ones cards
Ms. Cita I remember goin' in your gun drawer
Puttin' it to my chest and missin' my heart by
Meet me by the one that starts a G up
This way no fraud Willie's present gambling they re-up
And we can have a pleasant time, sipping margaritas
No refs, no penalties
No handouts, no pit stops
No cheat codes, no sleep
But the drinks are on us
If you with it then pull up a seat
hang with a Dogg
I told my man Snoop
She salmonilla
Got a ho with no dough with condoms with her
I'm a ride to the death of Def Squad on my chest
I work I just knocked out the caseload
Run it up need my squad on a payroll
No sleep we just cool with a cat nap
Sauced up mandem always match that
No
Grabbed three pussies off the shelf. "Can you ring me up?"
We fucking by the cereal. Aisle three: clean it up
It's the Summertime, so I'm ballin' like
of the time and I don't get no sleep
Don't get me confused with just any other Chad
I'm a freak and unique and all them other boys can stay mad
My time here is
squad what the fuck you mean
Go to sleep when I'm dead
Wake up in the res in the bottom of the bed
Wearin' all red
Blue blood in the leg
Fuck I probably
of day)
I start to fade when there's no one around me
Turning to gray with nowhere to run
Til light of day has finally found me
Take me away
(Til light
Hope mama love me
The pressure keep building
The sky ain't enough for me
My floors be ya ceiling
Til I heat up and Marble that
The universe
til it smoulders, aye
Find me wherever the guap is
My squad in the field and the block lit
I thought you was real but you not kid
On top of the building
till it pass us by
Tryna live our life like I can't go broke
Need my niggas to have the best smoke
Need my girl to have the best clothes
Need my whip
guess we related
Cause I'm the most slept on and the most hated
Hated, hated by people with no hustle
Staring at me in the club like I won't bust you
In
Squad goin' up like elevators
Five rings, five chains, ho see you later
Five minutes, make a car get the whole thing
Broke boy still flex ho with no
Yeah
Sendin' this one out, to my man Killa B
No doubt indeed, without weed
Know what I'm sayin'?
That old real shit
There's a war goin'
Yeah
Sendin' this one out, to my man Killa B
No doubt indeed, without weed
Know what I'm sayin'?
That old real shit
There's a war goin'
Young brown bad vibes
Whole squad fly now
Set a goal too far from me
No time to be online now
Past all bad ties
Last didn't treat right
She said I
this town tonight
Night life, outside, drive by, we ride
Fuck the, long lines, no waiting, like
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Add a little tree to the fight, yah
the southwest, brother to the west
Tucked down, we next, on Pueblo, let's get blessed
Build our own and provide the check
No matter what, we would get our fucking
no penalties
No handouts, no pit stops
No cheat codes, no sleep
But the drinks are on us
If you with it then pull up a seat
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