Lyrics:
my street (yea)
Got five bodies, still not a freak, aye
Might just gotta make that ten
Just tryna make ten M's, yea
Ten by ten by ten, yea
Ten by ten
laungary negligee
Give you a sex ex-ray before we catch the rays
Let's blaze a lot more games left to play
While you still amazed from yesterday's
will fight (for you, for you)
By any means, I will fight (for you, for you)
I've spent too many days in my head now
Did you think we would forget
on the backroads swerving
Who’s on the pavement
Bet we gonna miss this turning
Fly out the passenger side
Bro asked if it’s dem boy
Dere he confirmed it
Plus we can
Iggy be the passenger
Concession stand delicacies for my scavengers
Kicked outta Dawson's creek, darkness be a challenger
Poison ivy still yields
Well, I just got back from a break in the fight
I was weighing in heavy but still feeling alright
All I hear in the distance, mines and shells
Hey, Groove the window down, oh, shit I'm getting high
Still I'm cool, no A/C needed
Probly sliding down ya region off this Henny got me leaning
to follow
It's even deeper then that penal shot in the back
Forever we fight and cus but the world still adjust
So many bullets just to stop one man
Is that
It's aight
When you wake up i'm gone bitch bye
I'm gone
Distant
That bitch like wow
He still
He still get down
I feel
I feel like i'm gon do this shit by
in the field
I'mma pick you off (Interception)
Still play the passenger
Acting like I'm Biggie
Smalls every time I look up
These niggas getting shook
Years but still ain't dead
He in his foreign car pTR on me
Looking like this bitch a sewing saw
Son say in my passenger seat
Just like a pornstar murder
to scream stay we need to talk
So I walk back to the car
Turn towards the journey home
Alone except for my pride
On the passenger side telling me we didn't
in flames
I know
Ain't nothin ever gone be the same
We still acting like everything is a fuckin game
Played by plagues
Pandemic people push places
Product of my environment one of them streets retired men
Ca tell by my designing it's all truth no lying
Every day is tryin to make da next better
Neck
they don't know
There's something better after here but everybody won't go
So I ask you to forgive them and we'll hope they see
And I thank you for
no got take that for head then make I go block out
Still the baddest rappers in Africa what are we talking bout
Fuck that whose the best rapper in
Why did we talk so much
Why did we talk, not hug
Why did we rush
Why did we fall into some routine called love
Why did we fight
Why did we laugh
Why
Like a cobra they will strike
And like lions caged we'll fight
We were taken not by choice
They put anger in our voice
We were fearless but so
hopin' we match
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached
You said, "You look like the type that know what you like"
I could tell by the je-wels you
fire with fire
Still trying to forget, need me to catch my breath
The things we had were always broke and built on sand
So come and pay the price, this
still, codeword for reggies
I ain't sign a deal yet, fuck it, I don't need 'em
Everybody with me eatin' free my niggas 'til I see 'em
He ain't dead we
this gang gang
Still need you girl by my side girl knowing you my main thang
And I love it when I look and just see yo name rang
This shit a wild life
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea
But all the towns
Memphis, Tennessee
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea
And all the towns and people seem
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