Belly Style

I'm in a hailstorm, tryna jump start the car
First lines is the hardest part
I want all the smoke
I blew a check on a large cigar
The repertoire sets us far apart
I guess he don't know
Kickin drums with the martial arts
My guillotine overpriced but sharp
You know we gon go
Grip the sword and you'll be no more
Stop looking through the peep hole bro
This is grown folks business
Slick smile cuz we ready now
All of our convos Belly style
We meet up just to handle the specifics, then we heading out
Company small but we spreading out
It's butter
So as long as you keep us on target
There'll always be words on the margin
Head of the family on my concience
Balance melodies, all the things granny telling me
A foot from the devils reach
Embellish me with ever single stripe I deserve
Relishing the days with the homies on the curb
We was tryna beat the streetlights
Never knew that I was sneaking out each night

I was walking on the wrong side
Wrong place at the wrong time
Nobody cared about the way I felt
I just played with the hand I'm dealt
Let em fall where they may
Let the cards fall where they may, aye aye aww yea
Let em fall where they may
Let the cards fall where they may, aye aye aww yea
I've been on the wrong side for a long time
You can cross the line and see
The light in me
I just need some time to see

I put that green sauce on burritos
Ice cold Jarritos
Now a nigga tryna find a cheat code
But a real grind more lethal
Carry all my crates in the rain
Pulling up on Ritchie in San Ysidro
One pair of J's, and they only seen the stage
Two blunts in my sock, security ain't take
Third is forsure, he certainly won't break
Ya boy ride the beat like a Mclaren in gold paint
Now them Food4Less checks help me explore the game
At 22 when I could barely afford a name
I told mom to quit the cigs
I need quarters for a swish
And it's sad when you gotta argue over change
I roll the dice with my life and explore the pain
I mix weed with the passion as my novacane
So many days of my life getting blown away
Wanna get gone with the wind but you supposed to stay
I gotta figure out the timing
Find me
On a new search for alignment
I'm grinding
I would cut you in on this pie but, you grimy
Pretty slimy
How I'm gon trust when we shinin
Neva that

I was walking on the wrong side
Wrong place at the wrong time
Nobody cared about the way I felt
I just played with the hand I'm dealt
Let em fall where they may
Let the cards fall where they may, aye aye aww yea
Let em fall where they may
Let the cards fall where they may, aye aye aww yea
I've been on the wrong side for a long time
I've been on the wrong side for a long time



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Writer(s): Jason Garber
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