Lyrics:
Out on the old coast highway
Flying through the night,
Jed got stopped by the CHP
For speedin' and no brake lights.
Rolled down the driver's
(ES): Michelle, why you gotta tell Mickey everything about us?
(Michelle): Cause I needed somebody to talk to.
(ES): But you're trying to make
I can't tell you how I feel, you might turn your back on me
I can't tell you how I feel, I been snaked by some homies
I can't tell you how I feel,
to get the weaponry
So I wrote the verse before
He got finished textin' me
A spliff, and in about 60 seconds
I've written destiny i'm glowin', nigga
Lamont
I'm just doing me, not what they wan' do
Young g's coming up thinking they can't lose
Get caught up in the trap in
The night of the can
God damn man
You know
We all don't want to say nothing else, so we say "as young as we are"
Now I want to talk about
The pronunciation
And the realization
Now
SICK
BEAT RIDE IT LIKE A WHIP
KNOW WE BLOWIN' BY THE ZIP
TELL EM' LIGHT THAT SHIT
NO SWITCHING I'M A STICK
TO THE SCRIPT LIKE THIS
ON MY SOUTH EAST SHIT
I'd like to tell a story and it goes like this
Before I was makin' money hand over fist
The mid-80's is what I'm talkin' about
You will agree
dippin' with two women and you ain't invited
(Ohhhh)
Look how I'm stuntin' on my ex
Baby tell me how it feels
Money power and respect
Dreamt about it now
bitches
I think about it every minute, ain't stoppin' my mission
On my payroll I got hittas I pay 'em commision
Interrogated by detectives won't tell 'em
park, and I'm laughing at you still
Laughing my saggy ass off at you baby
c'mon tell me all of your stories
Tell me about your politics
Tell me
the bad guy'
So say good night to the bad guy
Come on
The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again, let me tell you
night I freestyle on Pro Tools (Freebase)
Tell Flex come to the A we'll carjack (Freebase)
Him by one of them raggedy ass old school (Freebase)
I don't
and be a hollow construct
Telling my stories so when I'm gone y'all remember what's up
I'm hanging on by Geppetto's strings
Hoping god don't cut me down
divine
If I'm wrong, please give me a sign,
All my Hope is starting to decline, and I'm finding
That I got an army who is marching right by my side
So,
like every day
Nigga you can't tell me I don't be on the spot
When I can tell you all the homies that done get shot
From at least about five years ago
don't mean, family, he said what I believe
Whatever you tell me won't change a thing
Suddenly for me it boiled down, to comprehending
His perception
gone take a shot and get hype
So we never forget this night
Them my people
Them my folks
Laugh too loud
Tell too many jokes
Probably drink too many
don't let it (just don't let it)
Get the best of you
Late one night I was, rollin the streets
Just, thinkin about what's goin on with me and
Trapped
I got these late night texts
Yeah they give me wet dreams
But when I wake up
She's nowhere to be seen
And all these girls are coming now
They wasn't
a cop
I'm about to start runnin'
Cause I got the block too hot
And I'm holding onto grams
They got warrants on me probably but just please don't tell
know?
Don't you know?
Uh, make it out the hood, they say you Hollywood
How dare you niggas tell me that I got it good
Gotta check and treat these
A Party H-A-P-P-E-N-I-N-G and it's a
G-O-Double N-A be seeing
The break of dawn
Then keep on rocking it
Can you tell me something about last night
you're about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.
Can't you
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