Let It Go
Ima pop out
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
Ima pop out
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
And now they see me
Cut em out the deal
Now these pussies wanna be me
I just hit another phone
Let it disappear like genie
How you talk
And let it ride like that
I came up from the mud
So how I shine like that
We get to steppin
Runners on my feet
I hope you really get the message
Palm Angels dripping
Like my hands all up in heaven
And I ain't gotta say it
That my momma know I'm destined
But I'm Still up in the field
Cause I ain't never learned my lesson
And my heart cold
I really pray the lord that he with me
And they ain't never seen
How we turnin' up the city
I Catch a case
I Bounce back
I euro step thru' fifties
For the times
That they shit on me when shit was getting sticky
Ima pop out
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
Ima pop out
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
Ima pop out
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
And now they see me
Cut em out the deal
Now these pussies wanna be me
I just hit another phone
Let it disappear like genie
How you talk
And let it ride like that
I came up from the mud
So how I shine like that
We get to steppin
Runners on my feet
I hope you really get the message
Palm Angels dripping
Like my hands all up in heaven
And I ain't gotta say it
That my momma know I'm destined
But I'm Still up in the field
Cause I ain't never learned my lesson
And my heart cold
I really pray the lord that he with me
And they ain't never seen
How we turnin' up the city
I Catch a case
I Bounce back
I euro step thru' fifties
For the times
That they shit on me when shit was getting sticky
Ima pop out
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
Ima pop out
Hit 'em with a couple
Just to show
Cause they was never there
When we had to hit the road
Scream it out in public
That my dawgy coming home
And I assist em on a bag
Cause I never let it go
Credits
Writer(s): Leo Vidal
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