Opinion Base
How much longer it's gon' take
How much longer it's gon' take
How much longer it's gon'
That's opinion-based
The fact is I put 90 on the interstate
Get it where it's sunny
Then go serve it in a different state
How much longer it's gon' take?
How much longer can you wait?
My play from down the way got 12K
So eight should get you straight, this cheaper way
Amma pop this Perc'-y and get geeked today
Ridin' with this broomstick
Don't get swept off of your feet today
Who really been with me still?
I know who ain't keep it real
I don't feel a thing
So they can't find out what my weakness is
Tell your bitch I love her
She gon' tell me where your secrets hid
And her head was thunder
Save her number under eat a kid
Why you speak on what I did?
What you want me, do a bid?
I don't beef on social sites
The only place I'm getting killed
Posted where the demons live
We locked it in, in blood
I ain't pay for it
We call it stepping in the name of love
Could have dropped a thousand chains
But we been buying dope and guns
I got everybody shot
Soon as I couldn't pinpoint who it was
Bitch, be thankful that I made a way from niggas in my hood
This for fun, not for funds
I been straight since twenty-one
Now I'm twenty-five
Lot of niggas hiding, a lot of niggas dying
A lot of bitches telling me I'm fine
I think that they lying
They weren't checking for me in '09
Bitch, you through with crime
When I was in Huaraches and Filas I knew I would shine
I just wanted to take you with me
Hit the main one, give you fifty
Hit the small one, give you ten
Double back, get ten again
Drop the window, focus in, fuck it, hop out on your man
Trappers hit the front and rear, acting like they spinning benz
Niggas don't even come down, pop
They know that's gone get em' popped
My niggas know it's a cash prize involved
They catch a opp
Riding with Lil K
Soon as seen a opp, he had it cocked
If she made her way out to the island
She been eating cock
You know that this facts
This ain't something we got to speak about
Never leave my brothers
That ain't even something I gotta think about
Standing in the kitchen
Water whipping at Aisha's house
Two, three bricks to NOLA
He been throwing, he can't even leave the house
Amma get it in, give it to bro, and he gon' piece it out
If you show a piece of loyalty, then I can't leave you out
Rick said he gon' pay my lawyer fees and he Gon' get me out
And he gon' keep that Fendi cheap
So EST designer down
How much longer it's gon' take
How much longer it's gon'
That's opinion-based
The fact is I put 90 on the interstate
Get it where it's sunny
Then go serve it in a different state
How much longer it's gon' take?
How much longer can you wait?
My play from down the way got 12K
So eight should get you straight, this cheaper way
Amma pop this Perc'-y and get geeked today
Ridin' with this broomstick
Don't get swept off of your feet today
Who really been with me still?
I know who ain't keep it real
I don't feel a thing
So they can't find out what my weakness is
Tell your bitch I love her
She gon' tell me where your secrets hid
And her head was thunder
Save her number under eat a kid
Why you speak on what I did?
What you want me, do a bid?
I don't beef on social sites
The only place I'm getting killed
Posted where the demons live
We locked it in, in blood
I ain't pay for it
We call it stepping in the name of love
Could have dropped a thousand chains
But we been buying dope and guns
I got everybody shot
Soon as I couldn't pinpoint who it was
Bitch, be thankful that I made a way from niggas in my hood
This for fun, not for funds
I been straight since twenty-one
Now I'm twenty-five
Lot of niggas hiding, a lot of niggas dying
A lot of bitches telling me I'm fine
I think that they lying
They weren't checking for me in '09
Bitch, you through with crime
When I was in Huaraches and Filas I knew I would shine
I just wanted to take you with me
Hit the main one, give you fifty
Hit the small one, give you ten
Double back, get ten again
Drop the window, focus in, fuck it, hop out on your man
Trappers hit the front and rear, acting like they spinning benz
Niggas don't even come down, pop
They know that's gone get em' popped
My niggas know it's a cash prize involved
They catch a opp
Riding with Lil K
Soon as seen a opp, he had it cocked
If she made her way out to the island
She been eating cock
You know that this facts
This ain't something we got to speak about
Never leave my brothers
That ain't even something I gotta think about
Standing in the kitchen
Water whipping at Aisha's house
Two, three bricks to NOLA
He been throwing, he can't even leave the house
Amma get it in, give it to bro, and he gon' piece it out
If you show a piece of loyalty, then I can't leave you out
Rick said he gon' pay my lawyer fees and he Gon' get me out
And he gon' keep that Fendi cheap
So EST designer down
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Writer(s): Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., George A. Stone Iii
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