Lyrics

Hey (Glddd) Wait Hold on we Nah let me chill had to stop sliding Everyday it's a movie where I'm from Prolly' the only place you'll see a shark flying Block hot when that temperature drop No I can't stay for long but I stop by Brodie fast and he furious too Tell em go he gon blow through the stop sign wait Foot on they neck tell em stop trying I would've told her the truth if she stop lying Winter time my heart get the coldest Ski down, know it's brick out on my side I remember I couldn't cop nada Now we got them knots gang outside And they told me the devil wears Prada They be rocking palm angels on my side, wait I cannot love her, dub her Know when I fall she gon find her another huh 12 watching they undercover I gotta watch out for me and my brothers I been moving to tact lemme chill, sike Scoring, one up I remember my friends turned opp Had to make it our last supper To be honest with you we been stepping since kids We ain't never take kindly to dissing, uh I got hits, lil bro got hits but his gotta different description chill No witness they caught dementia Get dark I pray that god with ya Way I'm stepping god must be too Good luck if they formed against us (Wait for me) Like wait up Call Brodie he tryn' get this cake up No sleep we all been chasing this paper, uh Sorry can't do you no favors no I tell lil bae see you later They gon tell me they love me that's cap I waited, I got my weight up wait Wait, went through too much to get to this paper So if you try to take it draco drake him Homies gotta thank me later And my shooter a barber I make an appointment He come through putting that tape up We been up in the trenches don't pray for forgiveness Just praying for someone to save us, damn On 5th I'm the man I make money off drugs, music, scams Don't fuck the opps I'm so use to smoking on za but now I smoke (Ha ha ha) I didn't have nothin but now I can do what I want niggas do what they can I ain't have hope Now as soon as these hoes approach they droppin' they pants! Tell 'em wait til I drop don't dance I bop lil brodie on 10 I stand, wait Niggas know how I rock when I bend blocks I'm putting ya mans onna gram Why he said it was smoke should've said he was joking Lil bro got turned to a gram I just got a new pole 30 on me it's poking Shit ah drop more than a man (Hold on ay nah nah don't run) (Just drive bro just drive) Like wait up Call Brodie he tryn' get this cake up No sleep we all been chasing this paper, uh Sorry can't do you no favors no I tell lil bae see you later They gon tell me they love me that's cap I waited, I got my weight up wait Ha, and we packed in the back of the function Let em talk you know they ain't on nothing though Stop flauging we know that you bluffing Still on top that ain't up for discussion Brodie tapping ya top like its nothing He in love with a bop oh he bugging They wan' know how I do it, I does it I just feel like they trying it but they can't slide with him They know who setting the mood Pardon my back if it's rude But I feel like I'm better than all of em tell you the truth You disagree get in tune Go bar for bar with me suicidal meet ya doom I'm from where they yell Duhdoom I'm from where youngins' be dying just tryna be cool wait
Writer(s): John Lennon, Paul Mccartney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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