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Long Ride

 

Long Ride

(album: The Gift - 2017)


Motherfuckers talking down they don't wanna see me win
Yeah I know about them ills took a couple to the gym
Big money left for me your right nigga I smell ya
If I can't do still disrespect my juice
Check this money like a Jew
Talking L's I need a few
Shit my mama wanna cool
And the more I need a zuke
Seven hundred for my shoe
Leave a nigga by the edge-uh
Throw them shots at a lethal
Throw some mold out I'm like woo
See these niggas watching my booz
Dime dada I'm so smooth
Like my bitch boogie and rule
No respect for my all dude
He ain't fuck with me and that's cool
But I don't expect to end these streets
Unload these beats
I found the way for us to eat
Put that Benz ate weed
Money may sound so neat
Paranoid I can't sleep
Got me on a late night creep
I ain't rest y'all being cheesy
Say how generous and sweet
I remember being low key
2400 for the OG
Cookie put nigga to sleep
You are up you gotta die
You ain't gang and we ain't sly
It's gonna be a homicide
Nigga supposed to be my baby fucking with the other side
Seen it with my own two eyes
Pa-pam on the nigga surprise
White bug you in disguise
Take a nigga for that ride
Mind this you can't hide
And them kids fucking 'em pa's
You ain't it going grown live
I got niggas rapping that five
'Bout to take a trip to the shy
Put me on face to the dry
Smoke so hard you can't even drive
Doing that hundred left in line
Square is quo this far too many shots and here slow down
We get fit we all going down
Jog with me that's my round
He a dock that jack pound
Put it nigga under the ground

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