Lonely Road

Betta keep you a weapon Cuz these nigga They don't do no fighting Hell nahh, man this shit ain't no Tekken We don't care bout yo setting Know some Billies They light up yo block wit da chop And some Hoovers get hectic The glock for protection The smartest in school You run up, a fool .40 give you a lesson I'm not wit da extra But Lito he sick, and he quick To put a nigga in a hole Like it's tetris It's on me in traffic I'm like what car he in Slap in the mag We clap, no audience Same way a nigga get killed When he partyin' Up my fye You can die for an argument I feel like I just be statin' the obvious For them niggas that's hatin' They gon need binoculars They know that we pressure It's still f*ck the opposite Hop out, he accurate He shoot like Stojakovic We heard you was tattlin' Choppa start rattlin' Told you before be discreet Took my bro, got me pissed Send a diss, make the list Swear to God We gon light up ya street Member back at the East We was rollin' them trees Me and Lito Was shootin' them three's Then we hopped in the stu Spittin' flame in the booth Sumn like Meek How we chasin' our dreams Aye, chasin' our dreams I'm puttin' my dick in ha spleen I bet that I make that bitch cream Aye, how you gon pray in between Fakin' wit anger and greed I watched a king turn green Aye, these niggas deceive Say that we on the same team My nigga that ain't what it seem You bleed how I bleed Nigga you betta take heed You know that you sew what you reap Neva thought we would make it They see that we cakin' I wan' be the greatest Put ma in the latest Put lil Dee in a spaceship The day I see faces Them times was so hard Swear to God used to hate it I wan' see them franklin's And hop out them ranges My trust in the Lord He the one that I'm thankin' This shit for my brother I can't do no brakin' They ain't give me shit So I had to go take it