316 to th3 702 (feat. Lucid)

Breaking down a gar Fina take a flight Rolling in the car Riding through the night If shorty shotgun then she got to be my type Waste no time tell a yamp take a hike Breaking down a gar Fina take a flight Rolling in the car Riding through the night If shorty shotgun then she got to be my type Waste no time tell a yamp take a hike Big blowing Could publish my work like Donald Goines They want me in a cell I told them I wasn't going Slim chance that you see me in cuffs Got a iceberg heart it ain't easy to trust No I never been a pimp but I've been on the cusp Yeah you know your thoughts spin too much henn in the cup What's a friend You ain't got it and still lending a buck What's a brother What he do It don't matter it's up That's how the clique move Class in session too many skip school I don't drop music just drip jewels Niggas taking l's cuz that life don't fit you Since a teen seeing green Record clean no miscue Real ninja shit Certified nigga original membership Ignorant Witt Say what I want You couldn't censorship Shush a nigga how Kush pushing by the pile How high like an eagle Yeah I'm up by a mile still Breaking down a gar Fina take a flight Rolling in the car Riding through the night If shorty shotgun then she got to be my type Waste no time tell a yamp take a hike Breaking down a gar Fina take a flight Rolling in the car Riding through the night If shorty shotgun then she got to be my type Waste no time tell a yamp take a hike The flow prolific The goal is stay driven State to state I stay winning Critics hate cause they ain't get it I been smoking indo since Nintendo gimmicks Scooney and Lucid The duo always sound like Timbo did it Two am I'm riding down the strip in a vintage At the Venetian with your bitch Look like we live in Venice She open up like I was splitting swishers Put them backwoods back in the woods Yal love tobacco stenches They say the flow is abnormal I'm at church looking formal and then I'm pulling up on you Eating calimari rolling up batons on the lawn with a view Every time I felt some fear I wonder what 2pac would do Turning up on my opponents I feel like they wait for the moment of the truth Showing my pedigree No one could better me when I pull up and I'm open to shoot Spitting that raw shit They wanna mosh pit every time I come out the booth Any time I dot shit straight deposits Coming up in my banking roots Sincerely signed the greatest recruit The whole damn game should say thank you Luke