I-95 NORTH(FREESTYLE)

Gotta move at a steady pace , hell nah we can't be late Close ya eyes while I'm open the safe, we finna move at a steady pace I'm finna introduce you to the plug hell nah we can't be late Give a f*ck bout what you thought first impressions is everything You got a clip don't let it hang, cmon nigga use ya brain They got big ass guns leave the hole same size as a wedding ring Our goal is to get the shit and comeback the motherfucking same Hit the town and let the fiends taste that fucking tang Once they get addicted, niggas make it fucking rain Money comin' in, you just gotta stay focused Man, this shit ain't no magic, this shit ain't no hocus pocus I can't trust these niggas as far as I can throw them These niggas got that work though, I can't even hold em So we gotta work with em, first they act up, get em Stay up on my P's and Q's, just make sure I ain't trippin Bro, it ain't no slippin', my trigger finger itching So Ion know how this gon' go But I know I'm on go, heart racing as I walk to the door Lookin' at lil, bro, tryna make sure he ready to go I gotta trust him, he ain't no ho, tryna make It clean so we can go Knocked three times in a row, big black nigga with a gun Open the motherfucking door, he like come in Aight, we took a step in, looked around the house I had to do surveillance, I look at Brody, he ain't locked in He lookin' at a bitch, I had to tap his shoulder like come on we ain't here for that shit Stay up on you, come on nigga, lock it bro Bro, stay up on your shit man, you know what we here for We ain't here for no ho, nigga we here to make that dough He looked me in my eyes, like you know I got you bro And he took us to the back, with a pool and a bar at He sitting at the bar, I think he got a shot of jack I walk up with my hand extended, you know I'm tryna get the pack That nigga pointin' to the seat, no greatting or no dap Im like f*ck it, it is what it is, this shit straight biz Papi know what it is, I made Shawn Kemp off of Jason Kidd And no you can't f*ck wit the kid, you f*ck wit the kid I split your wig and papi, know that shit That's why he keep givin' them packs, cause I'ma throw that shit How quick that shit, get out my hands I exchanged the work for some motherfuckin' bands And put those fuckin' bands on top of somemore bands Re up nigga, do that shit all over again Making hella money that's why Im tryna put on my friends I-95 north a have me back home in advance Chris got the Waze app, cops don't even get a chance Chris got the Waze app, cops don't even get a chance Continue on I-95 north to Paterson, New York Finna be back in town, I'm finna pop just like a cork Don't gotta change the gears, I just put that bitch to sport Im finna touch down, with the pack, feel like I scored Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Use the right lane to take exit 57B towards downtown Paterson