1984
Chris Lake
GENRE Still belong to you
Knight Rider how the whip compute
And talk back like da shit gotta attitude
They all cap
Ol broke ass niggas always underneath a tab
My ex from the city
Know my ex out in France
And they both in shape
Cuz they only eat plants
And they both check on me
Cuz a nigga had a plan
That they didn't really get
But it unfolded on they ass
They respect it
Gold chain wrestle wit my necklace
Me and the plug like siblings
Typa nigga have them blocks falling out the sky Like tetris
Intentions as purе as my essence
Faith in my God
And my wеapon
Told us be safe
So we made sure the presence was threatening
Niggas get desperate
When they out here wit no leverage
I'm in my bag
Baby give me a second
Wait
I got em all
I ain't got no preference
Look at my city
It's on fire
Treacherous
I still regard it wit the deepest of reverence
A nigga left and came back iridescent
Starter jacket
Straight from 97
Blade inside it
That I got from the mexicans
Blame ya pride
It almost gotchu casket
Name ya price
I guarantee we can match it
Aye
I got the elixir
It's potent I know
I'm seeing shadows
Underneath the door
The sky open up
Then I'm more than sure
That I been that nigga since I can remember
Yeah I been that nigga since I recall
I been that since I can recall uh
Tell that lil hoe better act like you know
You better love me and all of my flaws
Still belong to you
Knight Rider how the whip compute
And talk back like the shit got an attitude
They all cap
Ol broke ass niggas always underneath a tab
If he... dies
He dies
He going out sad
Thought I was TSA
Im deep in that bag
I'm on
Old national
Man this shit holy land
Ain't no... middle man
Nigga we working hand to hand
I got
Bigger plans
Than you could even comprehend
I'm like... Stone Cold
The way I get bussin cans
I got 2 phones
And still won't call yo ass again
Boy that's a high point
I watched it jam in yo hand
The weapon in my hands
Put a hole in ya man
You can see right thru em
Like a fuckin hologram
In..
Heaven's Basement
Wit some blood on my hands
Even if you understood
You would never understand
I'm sayin
Knight Rider how the whip compute
And talk back like da shit gotta attitude
They all cap
Ol broke ass niggas always underneath a tab
My ex from the city
Know my ex out in France
And they both in shape
Cuz they only eat plants
And they both check on me
Cuz a nigga had a plan
That they didn't really get
But it unfolded on they ass
They respect it
Gold chain wrestle wit my necklace
Me and the plug like siblings
Typa nigga have them blocks falling out the sky Like tetris
Intentions as purе as my essence
Faith in my God
And my wеapon
Told us be safe
So we made sure the presence was threatening
Niggas get desperate
When they out here wit no leverage
I'm in my bag
Baby give me a second
Wait
I got em all
I ain't got no preference
Look at my city
It's on fire
Treacherous
I still regard it wit the deepest of reverence
A nigga left and came back iridescent
Starter jacket
Straight from 97
Blade inside it
That I got from the mexicans
Blame ya pride
It almost gotchu casket
Name ya price
I guarantee we can match it
Aye
I got the elixir
It's potent I know
I'm seeing shadows
Underneath the door
The sky open up
Then I'm more than sure
That I been that nigga since I can remember
Yeah I been that nigga since I recall
I been that since I can recall uh
Tell that lil hoe better act like you know
You better love me and all of my flaws
Still belong to you
Knight Rider how the whip compute
And talk back like the shit got an attitude
They all cap
Ol broke ass niggas always underneath a tab
If he... dies
He dies
He going out sad
Thought I was TSA
Im deep in that bag
I'm on
Old national
Man this shit holy land
Ain't no... middle man
Nigga we working hand to hand
I got
Bigger plans
Than you could even comprehend
I'm like... Stone Cold
The way I get bussin cans
I got 2 phones
And still won't call yo ass again
Boy that's a high point
I watched it jam in yo hand
The weapon in my hands
Put a hole in ya man
You can see right thru em
Like a fuckin hologram
In..
Heaven's Basement
Wit some blood on my hands
Even if you understood
You would never understand
I'm sayin
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