Letras
And maybe that's why the night feels so long Dreaming of you while I'm trying to be strong
Laughing like fools, just like we used to Trapped in the past, still holding on to you
Yeah, uh Money never made me, bro, I made mine
I'm trying to fight the Shaitan In my room, wiping off the grey nine
The way I eat her pussy, got a toes Throwing gang signs And I still ain't Never meet a bitch that I make mine
Mob style, find out what you driving, Cut the brake line
Ryder got a great line, I met him Doing mainline
Gotta put a order in through WhatsApp and FaceTime
We move the shit in the daytime, try and shake the feds and canines
Try and get it across them race vines, so I had to rap it eight times
Yeah, you see them lights behind us, bro, just stay calm
Where I'm from, they supersede indictments If the first group don't take time
I make them do they job and say it ain't mine
We living in some strange times, call a nigga a faggot, that's a hate crime
To tell the truth, I miss when Allen Iverson was A.I
I ain't from the safe side, you never seen danger
Lil' Brody got life full of B's, he just a teenager
Lil' Brody got life full of B's, he just a teenager
Damn, I know his momma stressed, he caught one on house arrest
For trying to hold a block down to get his family out the jets
Judge Gamer L, that nigga barely know his alphabets
Check out my bitch, she rock a 36, she got the flowers set
Nigga, I ain't stopping, I'ma pop it till I'm out of breath
I know a nigga kill you over a bitch and say it's bout respect
Behind bars, walking in the yard with a hour left
Real niggas gone, there's only cowards left
Ain't Rayquan, but I'm the chef
We ran out of rock, there's only Prada left
I plow straight to get my mind straight, I thank God I'm blessed
Flicky in a Nike Tech, I'm putting on my Shiesty next
A thousand dicks later, she ain't meet a nigga like me yet
I'm wavy as a git, go check your bitch, her pussy might be wet, nigga
I'm wavy as a git, go check your bitch, her pussy might be wet, nigga
I'm wavy as a git