LAKEWOOD MALL
Nigga met this nigga at the McDonald's at Lakewood Mall
This nigga like, randomly, like, "Bro, I got the Blue L.A.'s for your .38 Derringer
Mind you nigga, this a, this a, you feel me?
It's the little pearl handle, handle thing, in and out
Nigga give it to him
Later on that night, nigga get pulled over
Police thoroughly searched the car
On God, nigga would've got cracked if I would've kept it
And they never even knew I got rid of the gun
I never told 'em, so the whole time they searchin'
Everybody in the car is scared
I forgot to tеll 'em, like, nigga been gave that shit away
Then, niggas go to this lil' party
Whatever the case, niggas like, "Fuck it, we ain't got nothin' to do, we gon' go"
Mind you, niggas ain't had shit to do all day
Niggas be gettin' robbed and some mo' shit, it's, it's wild
Vince like "Nah, I'm cool," niggas go shake, go home
Later on that night, the homie, they get booked
Two bodies, crazy, allegedly though, free Ty Bud
Moral of this whole story, nigga gotta think ahead
Which a nigga always has
You gotta separate yourself from bullshit (my world filled blue)
Can't get wrapped up in it (my life is blue)
And once again it's still, "Free Pac Slim" 'til they free Pac Slimm
This nigga like, randomly, like, "Bro, I got the Blue L.A.'s for your .38 Derringer
Mind you nigga, this a, this a, you feel me?
It's the little pearl handle, handle thing, in and out
Nigga give it to him
Later on that night, nigga get pulled over
Police thoroughly searched the car
On God, nigga would've got cracked if I would've kept it
And they never even knew I got rid of the gun
I never told 'em, so the whole time they searchin'
Everybody in the car is scared
I forgot to tеll 'em, like, nigga been gave that shit away
Then, niggas go to this lil' party
Whatever the case, niggas like, "Fuck it, we ain't got nothin' to do, we gon' go"
Mind you, niggas ain't had shit to do all day
Niggas be gettin' robbed and some mo' shit, it's, it's wild
Vince like "Nah, I'm cool," niggas go shake, go home
Later on that night, the homie, they get booked
Two bodies, crazy, allegedly though, free Ty Bud
Moral of this whole story, nigga gotta think ahead
Which a nigga always has
You gotta separate yourself from bullshit (my world filled blue)
Can't get wrapped up in it (my life is blue)
And once again it's still, "Free Pac Slim" 'til they free Pac Slimm
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Writer(s): Vincent Staples, Kenneth Charles Iii Blume, Chuck Sibit
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