Chad and Premro

Ugh

That n**** hit me wit da Carl Crawford, ya feel me

Yea

Chad and Premro

Yea, on the way

Yea, leh go

Ride through city

Soul patrol, you light up I roll

Sometimes mids, runaway kids, mostly highs and lows

We was just some young n*****, who grew up off Chad and Premro

What's the use of getting gold, if all you do is sell your soul

Lights camera (Camera)

I got that action if they actin' (Actin')

Tighten up where they lackin' (Lackin')

Success is satisfaction (Faction)

I'm known in different factions (Factions)

You owe it, then I'm taxing (Taxin')

A known financial backer, if it's popping let's make it happen (Ok)

I might set it off if we matching (Might, might)

Might let it off if they cappin' (Gone do)

No settling I'm not happy, with the results you came thru packin'

Me and Coat, Midnight Mackin', parking lot made our dreams come true (Come true)

Every night when I fall asleep thank God I'm me, and I'm not you (Dear lord)

Might be Millers cuz we so tru (Tru)

Might buy the building in which I sit (Sit)

Walk outside and don't wanna see murder

But down for my niggas is what you gone get (Uh uh)

I'm not claiming anything I'm not (Not)

That's what they think gone get them hot (Hot)

What it's gone do is get them shot (Fiy fiy)

Came off the block, to sitting on top, talkin' bout

Ride through city (City)

Soul patrol, you light up I roll (Roll)

Sometimes mids, runaway kids, mostly highs and lows

We was just some young n*****, who grew up off Chad and Premro

What's the use of getting gold, if all you do is sell your soul

Ride through city (City)

Soul patrol, you light up I roll (Roll)

Sometimes mids, runaway kids, mostly highs and lows (Lows)

We was just some young n*****, who grew up off Chad and Premro

What's the use of getting gold, if all you do is sell your soul

Ain't no sunshine (Yea)

Kinda like Claude and Ray, where da gunline (Uh huh)

Distribute these rap lyrics like prohibition, or moonshine (Yea)

Burning that midnight oil, out here trying to shine like foil (Foil)

Lyrical missiles get deployed, swerving these old school toys (Toys)

Weavin' and bobbin haters destroyed, self-defense like Floyd (Uh)

Knockin' ya noggin' wit these chords, trying keep room & board

Vocally strike like lightening against all odds but a n**** ain't frightening (Yea)

Out here peddlin' music, switch up the bait if the fish ain't biting

Going ballistic, with artistic soulful stylistics

It's hard out here for a pimp mane, so I pray that I'm not an assistant

I cannot be a statistic (Yea)

I'm responsible for making biscuits (Biscuits)

I can't be unrealistic, 'gotta be comfortable goin' the distance (Leh go)

Trunk doctor write prescription (Uh)

'Dis here gone ease cerebral (Yea)

Using the booth like easel, painting this gospel street cathedral (Amen)

Threading the needle this ghetto upheaval, this is my message to people (Yea)

Keep that third eye wide open, watch out for the deceivers

Ride through city

Soul patrol, you light up I roll

Sometimes mids, runaway kids, mostly highs and lows

We was just some young n*****, who grew up off Chad and Premro

What's the use of getting gold, if all you do is sell your soul

Ride through city

Soul patrol, you light up I roll

Sometimes mids, runaway kids, mostly highs and lows

We was just some young n*****, who grew up off Chad and Premro

What's the use of getting gold, if all you do is sell your soul