[Shy Glizzy] Geraldo Live on the track Yeah Young Jefe holmes GG
Forever Oh-oh
[Shy Glizzy] Who is this? This Geraldo What you smokin“? Oh, gelato I got bitches and they model Your bitch swallow, she need goggles Goddamn, look at my pockets Look like I just hit the lotto Pull up valet, let “em park it Baby I can pay your car note Yeah, Yeezys, buy her heels I solve her problems, pay her bills I“m being real, girl I“m too trill Now baby tell me how you feel I got hitters and they kill Know I still be in the field
Know I be with them gorillas Tote banana clips for real Got back up, I took a fall Lil“ nigga, my money tall I“m that nigga in DC and bitch I ball like John Wall Look at me, I“m livin“ large Remember them nights, was trappin“ hard Remember them nights I had to rob Yeah remember them nights I used to starve Remember that night I serve that tail Then the feds came into my house Remember ain“t nobody believe in me “til I showed “em what I“m “bout Remember I used to pour that lean up “til I fuckin“ black out This for lil“ homie in the traphouse with them fuckin“ racks out
[Quando Rondo] I“m ballin“ harder than water, I“m feelin“ like Coach Carter They say the life that I“m livin“, I might not see tomorrow I had to go out and get it “cause I ain“t had no father I know I gotta stay committed, that“s gon“ take me farther Y“all know this lean what I“m sippin“, my PO think this vodka Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin“ my chopper I“m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor I“m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
[Lil Durk] Chicago streets late night, tryna catch Every time I boot up, I need a good batch Don“t wanna hit, then slide in that cat There can“t be peace “cause you know it“s that You ain“t in the streets and I notice that You left my side when I was under arrest You left my side when I was under stress You turned your back so I know you ain“t shit How you gon“ lie and go along with the bitch? Promise he red but I know he a crip Come to my crib, you can“t come with a bitch Draco shells, it come with a kick We know you told and that lil“ shit stick You the one know I had a gun in the whip You the one know I had a gun on my hip I slept on floors
Shootouts where I“m from, when I grew up I couldn“t ignore it Some nights I was gettin“ too mad at myself “cause I couldn“t record And I couldn“t make it to your funeral, I sent my regards Hangin“ out the roof with my two fingers, fuck the law (Fuck “em)
[Quando Rondo] I“m ballin“ harder than water, I“m feelin“ like Coach Carter They say the life that I“m livin“, I might not see tomorrow I had to go out and get it “cause I ain“t had no father I know I gotta stay committed, that“s gon“ take me farther
Y“all know this lean what I“m sippin“, my PO think this vodka Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin“ my chopper I“m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor I“m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor