Farewell
I need to go
Been on the move Just too long
Moncler on me I be cold
The concrete I rose
Feel I'm the one that's been chosen
I'm balling like Kobe with the fro
What they be on
How they be stunting fa picture
I think niggas turning to hoes
I get the dough
Can't show no love in this world
Took my heart out my chest Tatted on me
I need to go
I need to go
Just tell me to go
Like I need to go
You know we don't chat
How you go run from the raq
but still claiming you killing that's cap
Go take a nap
How you gone say that you global
Don't play the other side the map
Like
Only hang with the bruvs like it's Paris
Show no love ain't a bitch that I cherish
I be high as the birds like I'm Larry
I be styling call me huncho harry
For the bills I would never go change
Hella sloppy when she give me brain
Ketchup no mustard I'm leaving a stain
Left on a T all my niggas bring pain
Russell the shot I got ice in my veins
Don't get the picture box em out the frame
Can't waste no time I'm a Blaze like Im Dame
Fuck four in a cup I drop six like I'm James
I need to go
I need to go
Just tell me to go
Like I need to go
Yea, Hold up
Chasing a bitch
GMT chasing a bag, Know for the money I move like the flash
Starving hungry Ramadan Think that I been on a fast
813 came from the bottom And Shout my sisters
For me know they Stepping for nothing
Momma you know that I love you
I been through some pain But it only taught me to hustle
Niko go roll up another You know that we all in the Tahoe Ain't talking bout nothing
Givenchy Louis I need the designer Been cool for a minute
know I'm up to something
We gotta get it
Cuz nobody gonna make sure That we run up them digits
He looking suspicious
You know that I'm packing And pointing that Beam at yo fitted
I know they ain't with it
I be all in they mouth Like they can't my Name out they business
I Came from a civic
But I had to hustle I Didn't like how I was living
Addy 15 I just pop me a bar
She broke my heart Only left me scar
Quarter a wood look like a cigar
Chrome on my left Cuz I don't got no heart
And I Run to money I gotta go far
Never been Christian I step in Dior
If You gotta bank Then just give me call
I might land on the clouds But I shoot fa the stars
Get it today Will I be here tomorrow
few and the proud I be ready for war
Militant minded A soldier for sure
I put eight in some purple I ball like Lamar
Been on the move Just too long
Moncler on me I be cold
The concrete I rose
Feel I'm the one that's been chosen
I'm balling like Kobe with the fro
What they be on
How they be stunting fa picture
I think niggas turning to hoes
I get the dough
Can't show no love in this world
Took my heart out my chest Tatted on me
I need to go
I need to go
Just tell me to go
Like I need to go
You know we don't chat
How you go run from the raq
but still claiming you killing that's cap
Go take a nap
How you gone say that you global
Don't play the other side the map
Like
Only hang with the bruvs like it's Paris
Show no love ain't a bitch that I cherish
I be high as the birds like I'm Larry
I be styling call me huncho harry
For the bills I would never go change
Hella sloppy when she give me brain
Ketchup no mustard I'm leaving a stain
Left on a T all my niggas bring pain
Russell the shot I got ice in my veins
Don't get the picture box em out the frame
Can't waste no time I'm a Blaze like Im Dame
Fuck four in a cup I drop six like I'm James
I need to go
I need to go
Just tell me to go
Like I need to go
Yea, Hold up
Chasing a bitch
GMT chasing a bag, Know for the money I move like the flash
Starving hungry Ramadan Think that I been on a fast
813 came from the bottom And Shout my sisters
For me know they Stepping for nothing
Momma you know that I love you
I been through some pain But it only taught me to hustle
Niko go roll up another You know that we all in the Tahoe Ain't talking bout nothing
Givenchy Louis I need the designer Been cool for a minute
know I'm up to something
We gotta get it
Cuz nobody gonna make sure That we run up them digits
He looking suspicious
You know that I'm packing And pointing that Beam at yo fitted
I know they ain't with it
I be all in they mouth Like they can't my Name out they business
I Came from a civic
But I had to hustle I Didn't like how I was living
Addy 15 I just pop me a bar
She broke my heart Only left me scar
Quarter a wood look like a cigar
Chrome on my left Cuz I don't got no heart
And I Run to money I gotta go far
Never been Christian I step in Dior
If You gotta bank Then just give me call
I might land on the clouds But I shoot fa the stars
Get it today Will I be here tomorrow
few and the proud I be ready for war
Militant minded A soldier for sure
I put eight in some purple I ball like Lamar
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Writer(s): Qadiir Wajd
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