BOA
Ah, yeah
COUPE
Relocate
After I risk my life in BOA
I know Heaven a couple feet away
Know that murder was just a street away
Ah, yeah, what you say?
This for A and B, ho see away
Triple my .9, I'm just a G away
All of my life I knew I see a way
Ah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Pullin' up in my partner crib, after he pop an opposite
He play no baseball but slid, no fence for niggas dodgin' shit
Startin' shit, starter kit, brand new sleepin' with all the fish
Twinnem sleepin' with all the clips, we ain't been sleepin' at all this year
Mama cryin', I been tryin' act like I ain't hear
Bitch, I'm writing, I'm deep in my mind, I ain't here
Tears fall on my beard, nigga been drinkin' all year
I'll take money over the therapy, don't no one but me care for me
This carefully my mental fucked I come straight from that wilderness
So bare with me, my jimmy tucked, I raise that semi up
You comin' to hell with me, anyone who thinks they is the one
Is unaware of me, and just look unprepared to me, I'm meant to be here
(You should) relocate
After I risk my life in BOA
I know Heaven a couple feet away
Know that murder was just a street away
Ah, yeah, what you say?
This for A and B, ho see away
Triple my .9, I'm just a G away
All of my life I knew I see a way
Ah, yeah
I feel the sun on my face and I'm facin' a blunt, I'm in space, I got more sticks than Rambo
Lil' bitch, I ain't runnin' no race, sun up to sun up, I'm one of the greats
Smoke everyone 'til I'm one of the greats, he don't want smoke for real, he wanna vape
He don't want dough for real, he wanna hate, somebody pour up a pitcher 'cause bitch I got
Pictures to paint, I'm a villain, insane, I was chillin' with niggas with stains, I done in been in the
Pit of the flame, I remember the days I was diggin' in britches for change
Bitch, I was mixing the tape, hopin' this stick, pray it get rid of my rage
Takin' a trip to the bank, hopin' it hit 'cause when it do I'ma skate, bitch, I'ma dip
Relocate
After I risk my life in BOA
I know Heaven a couple feet away
Know that murder was just a street away
Ah, yeah, what you say?
This for A and B, ho see away
Triple my .9, I'm just a G away
All of my life I knew I see a way
Ah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
COUPE
Relocate
After I risk my life in BOA
I know Heaven a couple feet away
Know that murder was just a street away
Ah, yeah, what you say?
This for A and B, ho see away
Triple my .9, I'm just a G away
All of my life I knew I see a way
Ah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Pullin' up in my partner crib, after he pop an opposite
He play no baseball but slid, no fence for niggas dodgin' shit
Startin' shit, starter kit, brand new sleepin' with all the fish
Twinnem sleepin' with all the clips, we ain't been sleepin' at all this year
Mama cryin', I been tryin' act like I ain't hear
Bitch, I'm writing, I'm deep in my mind, I ain't here
Tears fall on my beard, nigga been drinkin' all year
I'll take money over the therapy, don't no one but me care for me
This carefully my mental fucked I come straight from that wilderness
So bare with me, my jimmy tucked, I raise that semi up
You comin' to hell with me, anyone who thinks they is the one
Is unaware of me, and just look unprepared to me, I'm meant to be here
(You should) relocate
After I risk my life in BOA
I know Heaven a couple feet away
Know that murder was just a street away
Ah, yeah, what you say?
This for A and B, ho see away
Triple my .9, I'm just a G away
All of my life I knew I see a way
Ah, yeah
I feel the sun on my face and I'm facin' a blunt, I'm in space, I got more sticks than Rambo
Lil' bitch, I ain't runnin' no race, sun up to sun up, I'm one of the greats
Smoke everyone 'til I'm one of the greats, he don't want smoke for real, he wanna vape
He don't want dough for real, he wanna hate, somebody pour up a pitcher 'cause bitch I got
Pictures to paint, I'm a villain, insane, I was chillin' with niggas with stains, I done in been in the
Pit of the flame, I remember the days I was diggin' in britches for change
Bitch, I was mixing the tape, hopin' this stick, pray it get rid of my rage
Takin' a trip to the bank, hopin' it hit 'cause when it do I'ma skate, bitch, I'ma dip
Relocate
After I risk my life in BOA
I know Heaven a couple feet away
Know that murder was just a street away
Ah, yeah, what you say?
This for A and B, ho see away
Triple my .9, I'm just a G away
All of my life I knew I see a way
Ah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Credits
Writer(s): Jose Julian De La Cruz Jr, Edwin Green, Edward Maclin Cooper Iii
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