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house arrest - driveway baby lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
what’s good, kidd?
they let your baby back out that b*tch
finna talk crazy

[verse]
every day, i wake up and learn a new lesson
i just swiped the ar out the store and some new weapons
sometimes, i ask myself will i make it to heaven?
pray to the lord every day and follow his direction
out the way chasin’ money, tryna get my blessing
don’t gotta flash no bands no more, i’ma keep ’em guessing
n*ggas wanna eat me up ’cause the way i be dressing
brodie got some strong*ass dog, the fiends keep testing
one od’d off the sh*t, her nose was fleshing
go to kentucky for a day and get a quick seven
if you wanna make some bands, sign up, let’s take a trip
i can get a load in a day and make an easy flip
i gotta hurry, activate my pieces ‘fore they try to clip
skinny n*gga with a knot on me off the yeezy drip
i don’t know about you n*ggas, but i keep a roll on me
quavis keep dog sh*t in his pocket, keep some ‘bows on him
talkin’ like they gettin’ cake with they n*gga clothes on ’em
i can’t sit around too much, i’ma hit the road on ’em
lil’ b*tch mad at me ’cause i ain’t text her back
she just waitin’ on me to d*ck her down and break her back
spike her ‘wood with it, she suckin’ d*ck, l!ckin’ on my tats
b*tch, i need a massage, come over here and rub my back
show some lil’ love, i might show a lil’ love right back
i be mia, baby, i don’t really go to clubs like that
i can go to cali, find some plugs and the drugs like that
i’ma spend ten on some sh*t and make a dub right back
b*tch, suck this d*ck, i ain’t really into hugs like that
took a five*band loss, but i still made a dub right back
a n*gga ’bout his green like a f*ckin’ celtic
i grew up by my lonely, so i’m kinda selfish
i like expensive*ass sh*t, i can’t f*ckin’ help it
finna beat this b*tch down, break her motherf*ckin’ pelvis
i ain’t no f*ckin’ cowboy, but i’m kinda rebellious
walk out with a parky on, i’m feelin’ kinda devilish
finna jump fresh as f*ck off some embellishes
i wanna take the world over, make me the president
this b*tch mad as h*ll i ain’t get no gift
and, b*tch, you can’t get in my r/t, you better download lyft
bust on this b*tch mouth, it’s mayo on her lips
b*tch asked for a free gram, this b*tch out her sh*t
b*tch can’t get no bag from me, man, this b*tch a trip
you can drive for me, though, let’s take a trip
i’ma hit a couple states, make it back ’cause i got a flip
makin’ dog sh*t, i done timed up the clerks from one hit
y’all n*ggas sick as h*ll y’all can’t live how i live
i’m sick as h*ll n*ggas stuck at the f*ckin’ crib
but a n*gga still hit her after all the sh*t i did
’cause a n*gga could’ve did some years behind all the sh*t i did

- driveway baby lyrics

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