Jeeps

[Intro]
Yeah
[?]
Yeah, for my [?]
Uh

[Verse 1]
Ain't no limit when it's in my possession
I got bullets, I got demons headed in my direction
Pardon the smoke, it's part of the stressing
If they kill me pardon my legend, I'm already in it
Independent, been here for my connection
I used to question, I had me a talk
Had a feeling I wouldn't knock forever
Too many niggas are hard but will feel it
Brought it all to the table
How you tell me whatever I was missing
Back on the soul, back on the phone (yeah)
Shit, all them nights in the summer I spent alone
See, money wasn't an option, neither is college so I
Figured this all I was getting out of my pockets, I just-

[Chorus]
Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah)
Back inside to roll with it (yeah, uh-huh, yeah)
I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah)
Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit
Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh)
Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah)
Back inside to roll with it (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it
Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit
Pack inside that motherfucker I just (uh-huh, uh-huh)

[Verse 2]
Double taking, I wait patient for my only impression
Hesitating for the feeling shit, it's only a lesson
Recognize under the other side
My niggas, pushing and shooting don't know about them other guys, you know
Still got my skis when I ride in the whip
Never a talker, I'll show you whatever is
But still, I'm in question like they demonstrate any better
Shit, man I had me a feeling since '97
You know the cold, real, and the feel (yeah)
I guess a nigga with money know how it feels
I'm aggravated by our position
In my position it's kill or be killed, ain't no room for thinking... how I feel

[Chorus]
Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah)
Back inside to roll with it (yeah, uh-huh, yeah)
I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah)
Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit...
Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh)
Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah)
Back inside to roll with it (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it
Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit...
Pack inside that motherfucker I just (uh-huh, uh-huh)

[Verse 3]
Yeah, paper to go, I got paper to blow
I can't take this shit with me I'm busy living, you know
Back in the Bentley we chilling under that ceiling, you know
It go behind us, I fuck around get a pill and you know
I hate the industry shit, that's why my millions in [?]
I've been reminded again, again, and again how it go
Remember strapping my helmet now I'll just strap it in the back
I press a button, I close a door and then women react
I traded all of my pride, traded all of my belts
Traded all of my team, so I could get me some help
A year or two and we passing killing whoever is left (yeah, yeah)
We got whoever is next, and we just

[Chorus]
Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah)
Back inside to roll with it (yeah, uh-huh, yeah)
I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah)
Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit
Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh)
Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah)
Back inside to roll with it (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (yeah)
And we just pack inside that shit
Pack inside that motherfucker-