so long - deniro farrar lyrics
yeah
cod 2 n-gga
free tune
if’it ain’t right, it ain’t right
[hook]
and i’ve been chasing this money so long
that a n-gga ain’t had no sleep
residue on the scale from the powder
ak by the dope for the beef
and i’ve been chasing this money so long
been a week since a n-gga been home
and i’m cutting fish scale with the fish
soon as they won’t call me then it’s gone
yeah
[verse 1]
real street n-gga 35 for a brick
sell it for the forty one made a flip for the 6
moving all night breaking down sh-t
i be coming through the check with my down -ss b-tch
crib in la n-gga so is my gun
if the feds come for me then i’m going on a run
told mama ’bout the stash for the bills and the bonds
told my baby mamas take care of my sons
credits better give me i ain’t turnin their sh-t
taught em how to straight scale but it’s really re-rock
f-ck around get pumped like a pair of reeboks
n-ggas out here weighin why so i’m shuttin down shop
e’ery know i’m makin bop so i’m clutchin my glock
mama said i need to quit but i ain’t gon’ stop
it’s in my blood and i got it from my pops
yeah i got it from my pops
break it down flip it
n-gga wanna cook then he gotta come get it
catch another work tryna see more digits
marathonin’ through the check, call em rubber band benny’s
i don’t f-ck with the codeine or the molly
i be on point cause them other n-ggas sloppy
ten four f-ck, n-gga roger that and copy
got my head on the swivel
and my finger on the trigger of the motherf-ckin’ shotty
[hook]
and i’ve been chasing this money so long
that a n-gga ain’t had no sleep
residue on the scale from the powder
ak by the dope for the beef
and i’ve been chasing this money so long
been a week since a n-gga been home
and i’m cutting fish scale with the fish
soon as they won’t call me then it’s gone
yeah
[verse 2]
real street n-gga 35 for a pound
got a place for them hoes that ain’t even touch down
sell em hold i ain’t breakin nothin’ down
n-gga say he want five on the other side of town
try to rob me and imma lay ya -ss down
gotta thumb through the check funny money goin’ round
back to the hood cause i’m east side bound
got a chopper and a trap and it hold a hundred rounds
notha’ n-gga play me how the f-ck that sound
i be thuggin like illegal, breaker breaker where my people
stand squad up in the regal for the workin’ desert eagle
n-gga say he want beef but i ain’t no vegan
wolves in my hood when they hungry imma feed em
f-ck these n-ggas i don’t trust em i don’t need em
i don’t love these hoes i pack em i don’t eat em
b-tch can’t get sh-t from me with my peter
in the kitchen with the fish where i’m clutchin’ my heater
fam by my seater but n-gga then i beat’er
and she do what i tell her cause she know that i don’t need’er
got a crib in ny with a pus and the reefer
got my bands off i ain’t gotta pull em out
and i don’t rob reals cause they make me stand out
broke -ss n-ggas always callin’ for a handout
come with that f-ckery and it’ll be a man down
[hook]
and i’ve been chasing this money so long
that a n-gga ain’t had no sleep
residue on the scale from the powder
ak by the dope for the beef
and i’ve been chasing this money so long
been a week since a n-gga been home
and i’m cutting fish scale with the fish
soon as they won’t call me then it’s gone
[outro]
so long…
chasing…
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