CIVIC FREESTYLE (ALBUM VERSION)

You could catch me riding shotgun
In my nigga Civic
Prolly' smoked it out, talking shit
Head out the window
Nigga showing out, sho' enough
I'm that lil nigga that you heard about
Show me love
Shoulder rub and fuck me for a lil' clout
Come and see what this shit like in real life
Fuck the word of mouth
We light up til' it burn us out
At night time when them burners out
We young and dumb
Bump it til' we blow the subs
Fuck it, roll another one
Might not see another sun
Riding low
Duck the ones, plotting how to up the funds
I can't do this shit for free
And I can't do this shit for fun
Really you a enemy
If you ain't considered blood
My niggas we gotta eat, so it was either them or us

Get it how you live
Ain't to many options
Nigga where were you?
Where were you when we were starving?
They gone try to stop it but we gone eat regardless
If you ain't with the squad
Then to me you just a target, to me you just a-
To me you just a target
Cause where were you?, where were when we were starving?
They gone try to stop it, but we gone eat regardless
If you ain't with the squad
Then to me you just a target

Now my nigga keep a shotgun
In the whip beside him
He will not run
Look inside his eyes
Yea be a rider, he a hot boy
He been selling pies to feed his daughter
Fuck a drought
Boy that 9 to 5 will get you by
But brodie tryna' shine
So he ride with it
Say he pulling up
What you wanna' do
That fire wit him
So you know he ducked from the 1-2
That's my nigga
He gone let it bust if he don't fuck with you
Survive nigga
We can't play bout money but that's nothing new
I'm tryna' get it
Told myself I got some growing up to do
I had to take a risk
Cause you get hit when you too comfortable
I had some shaky niggas in the clique
I had to cut em loose
The bag don't wait for shit
You gotta' chase it, it won't come to you

Get it how you live
Ain't too many options
Nigga where were you?
Where were you when we were starving?
They gone try to stop it, but we gone eat regardless
If you ain't with the squad
Then to me you just a target
To me you just a-
To me you just a target
Where were you, where were you when we were starving?
They gone try to stop it, but we gone eat regardless
If you ain't with the squad
Then to me you just a target
To me you just a-

Pitch on the tint, just ride with a nigga
Two 10's on the back
And vibe with a nigga
2 spliffs of the gas
Get high with a nigga
All said and done
You might die with a nigga
Wanna' take the city over
Tryna' shine with my niggas like
What's life, what's life for a nigga like?
Work the grave shift then slide to the 9-5
Then it's right back to the 7-0, where I reside
Prolly' die
Mama on the line, is you coming home?
Prolly' not
Money on my mind, money on my phone
Columbine shot for the stars, landed on the moon
I'm just praying I don't see the reaper soon