ON GO

Hundreds fallin’ like raindrops bluenotes bumpin out the range got the thang cocked buss it in the air and pour the drank out bad bitch lip gloss scoop her from the nail spa told her do it wit no hands while you let the paint dry finessin’ on the low between that and the flow my face hot gotta move swift and talk cryptic when the jakes by
Got a new lick every week this shit can’t stop til I can put the babies and ladies who raised me bay side really gotta thank god there ain’t odds i can’t beat braided up like AI but this EA give u the gamе cheap trey five in a gamе leaf this FaceTime don’t ring me u gangsta now it can’t be Dont trust him he do-Re-mi if they bust em Swear I can’t eat with that nigga if we ain’t starve wit eachother I be starin in that mirror just wondering who can fuck wit you
Ain’t a soul
Ain’t no signs on this road
Fuck a speed limit weave past the highway patrol
Eyes red from the green shit always on go
Eyes red from the green shit always on go
Sleep patterns off beat wrote this wit my eyes closed
Seeds in the concrete how the fuck did I grow
Left shells on the scene then he fled down the road
Eyes red from the green just another lost soul
Eyes red from the green shit always on go
Eyes red from the green shit always on go