Sleeping outside for it, like they waiting on Jordan's... nigga
[Verse 1] Bunsen burners, laboratory beakers Pour it in the speakers Haters fire heatseekers Though they fail to reach us, we Too cold, your soul Shiver when you see us Mad that you can't be us So you planning ways to see us Defeated, it's not happening One deep in them two seaters mashing Ignoring the pain like pitbulls when they scrapping I'm, too far in it to stop and see if I'm injured I gotta finish my nigga, I gotta kill it Signed, sealed, delivered at your front door nigga Where you gonna go nigga Audio dope dealers Smugglers ripping through the jungle on them four wheelers Shit don't get no real love We got these hoes chilling Because we can smoke in here Working hard, we party with the privileged I got it all, because I'm gifted The lord giveth, my nigga
[Hook x2] Knocking at the door cause' they want some more Sleeping outside for it, like they waiting on Jordans I can't afford, to not record it Cause' I know them niggas waiting on it
[Verse 2] Jet life, love boat, all aboard bitches Smoke a jernt, and play some shuffleboard with me Them boys living, them boys getting it Going from boys to men Check the cut on my denim Check the stitching Authenticism in my lyricism Studio coke written The booth, the stove, the kitchen Scraping the sides of the pot Not a dollar we missing And the aim still the same We acquiring more millions It's like the Wire It's like New Jack City It's like Menace This shit serious, I'm not kidding You'll get killed for being curious Cats get chased by the big dogs Round' here, aw yeah Shit will get wicked quick And ya'll was just kicking it Now you gotta pick up your homie up Cause he got hit, and them niggas is still shooting Fuck is you gonna do Pussyfoots'll never feel a real niggas shoes
[Hook]
Hoes feel this, professional audio dope dealers... Yeah man...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
