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(Ts on the road) I got homies that's impatient Slow grind better than no grind I got this shit off a boat line Big bro banging with both nines Everybody wanna be rich But nobody wanna be row 9 Nobody wanna get shot So I advise to not cross bro line Fuck nigga reach and get blow down Me and bro hoppin' out no nine I'm on the shit like im mo prime Fuck it I need some mo' time Fuck it I need some mo' time Fuck it I need some mo' time These bitches loving the gang We hoppin' on jets I come from the jects I used to letting it bang and throwing my set We steppin' on necks This bitch tryin' do voodoo Sayin' she knew me sayin' she hexed My whole life a flex I got racks and I got blessed My life Brand new car engine fast Probably why I drive so slow Wonder why niggas mad Probably 'cause I fucked his hoe I get fly gotta drag I got shit that aint in sto' I got homies that's impatient Slow grind better than no grind I got this shit off a boat line Big bro banging with both nines Everybody wanna be rich But nobody wanna be row 9 Nobody wanna get shot So I advise to not cross bro line Fuck nigga reach and get blow down Me and bro hoppin' out no nine I'm on the shit like I'm mo prime Fuck it I need some mo' time Fuck it I need some mo' time Fuck it I need some mo' time If you want smoke we get active I push a track and I'm pushing a package We know you lied in ya caption Sayin' you sent but you lied on ya ratchet How you gon' die wit ya ratchet I shoulda knew you was cappin' Back then we was snappin' Now I'm only rappin'
Writer(s): Rasool Diaz, Luis Witkiewitz, Charlie Gocke, Rasheed Rose Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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