Thurston Road Flows (feat. Uwie V)

Quarantine Flows
Thurston Rd Flows You know
Shoutout my germs
Shoutout my kings
And my niggaz from the Purple Heart

Thurston Rd Flows I did this shit for my nigga Trav
And my nigga chaz
Crazy how the time passed
Crazy how jawuan passed
Crazy how the wine glass half full or half empty yet the drink can't tempt me
Remember having discussions with niggas that was hating
And the bitches will curve you but on the low be waiting
But I been patient and I'm feeling like the time kills
I wasn't focused I was thinking bout the wine spills
And that's the stain in my life cuz shit get crazy
Stop fuckin with ya baby mom now you can't see ya babies
But she wasn't ya lady she was playing with ya mind
One thing that's worst than wasted money and that's wasted time
And I can't wait for mine neither to be exact
You need a pack
Then you gotta get rid of that
Some shit a trap but that's where most niggas get it
At they shit is wack but I don't think that they getting that uh
Ima prophet Kyng Germ the man
I'm 10 toes anywhere the fuck I stand
I been real without a band
I been real since I been up
Last conversation with smiege
Really fucked me up I'm at that store everyday and that shit running thru my mind
Sometimes I wanna fast forward
Sometimes I wanna rewind
Sometimes I think about times I shouldn't think about times
And then they turn into rhymes it's all a matter of time damn
My new love a different love it's always positive
But when you doing good they never gone acknowledge it
I got a lot of kids their nails I gotta polish them the hammer to ya brain
Not the tool baby ya knowledge is

Last conversation wit cheese man that shit fucked me up
Last conversation wit smiege man that shit fucked me up
Then we lost black in the bing man that shit fucked me up
Last conversation wit cheese man that shit fucked me up
Last conversation wit smiege man that shit fucked me up
Then we lost black in the bing man that shit fucked me up

Uwie

"Purp n peace" til da earth deceased
I mean they tell us stay strong like we Hercules
I mean I rather work the yeast but still I work the streets
I think smiege just got hit words from my niece
I thought black passing on me ate me like a feast
I thought bizzle nah fuck it all I said was sheesh
I seen Brady hit the exit man word to cheese
I seen iz the same day lunch time at east
What we doing what u mean crunch time atleast
Need a legal driver now cuz one time a beast
Hard times on me develop hard times on u
Car gliding thru bumping all eyes on Pooh
If I call u big yurple I'll ride for u
Hit me when it's lit bet I finish all obstacles
What we gotta do is put opps in hospitals
Stop it foo niggaz is purple hearted and hostile too
Shit can happen any second so I'm more than humble
After I make u fumble bet Trey n Pops jump you
C4 on that screen door make it mumble
C4 for my smiego know ya niggaz love you

Last conversation wit Cheese man that shit fucked up
Last conversation wit Smiege man that shit fucked me
Then we lost Black in the bing man that shit fucked me up



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Writer(s): Justin Fleming
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