Sinaloa Freestyle

Street Life
Everywhere I go keep a strap like I'm TECH NYNE
Sitting in a meeting with a bag like it's tea time
Blind to the haters but still I see signs
Satan got me Brazy but god got me sea side

Got a new crib so I got a new vibe
Had a old bitch now I got a new wife
Everything legit I could never tell lies
On bloods know I mean that
Had to get it how I live and I did
And I put that on the rejects
V8 I can't do the v6
Yeah I now you hear the tires
Screeching, screaming
Haters know they getting tired
we bad we bad and we going on all night
Stores let us in when they closing
Had to get some diamonds now they frozen
I'm just Parting water like I'm Moses

20/20 vision yeah I'm fokused
Black magick kall that hocus pocus
Killer bees I send em like they locust
They gone fuck a pussy like it's open
Vroom vroom vroom vroom that's the lotus
Pew pew pew pew that's the kobra
Hollows hit like kobra kai
Too late to talk about it
Only talking cash cash
Got a couple niggas I know that gone blast that
They the type of niggas always have the last laugh
Have a barrel in your mouth like you kat stacks
I might have a youngin kome and get ya chain snatch
Boom boom boom boom like he mad max
We got the drop off a cash app
Murder she wrote was the tax yeah
But we want life

Everywhere I go keep a strap like I'm TECH NYNE
Sitting in a meeting with a bag like it's tea time
Blind to the haters but still I see signs
Satan got me Brazy but god got me sea side



Credits
Writer(s): Julius Wilson
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