Crash Out
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Posted with my strap out, don't send no hitter, he gettin' killed
Free Melly like right now before we break him out his cell, mm-hmm
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me, "Chill"
Mama, I'm in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
All these bloodhounds, they say they killin', who they kill?
Oh, oh, oh
Easy to die, but hard to live, fuck we make it out this field
They tellin' you how to live
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me, "Chill"
Mama, I'm in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
All you gotta do is ride, not fold, we don't need you on no drill
Probably start beefin' with my dawgs '
Cause they won't let me get in the whip
Tryna run a mula, but I ride around out with that Glock, mm-hmm
I'm takin' it serious, but I like me better in that car, mm
My mind on guap, it's been a while, I cut a head off
Stayed from off that block for a while
Right now, let's light the feds out
Me and bro conversate, he was once in my situation
I did not contemplate, industry, I'ma come and take it
Put my heart up in this shit, I'm a project baby
Tryna stay up, I admit, I can't let 'em take me
Got my pistol on me, this one here ain't got no safety
These niggas gettin' to me, somebody come please save me
I ain't safe out here, so this tool ain't on safety
Talkin' to my steel, I'm countin' on you to save me
Keep fuckin' with me, I'ma send more dudes to Haiti
Crop that boy out the picture, next day, that boy won't say cheese
Heard he was loafin' on his block, boy, that loaf got Swiss cheese
Big bro tellin' me to stop, boy, this music shit too sweet
I'm finna stop talkin' on God 'cause what the hell got into me?
Could you protect me from my heart? I could handle my enemies
Ayy, these days, I been mixin' molly with the lean, mm
Streets saved a nigga, yeah, I'm a nigga that's gon' bleed
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me, "Chill"
Mama, I'm in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
All you gotta do is ride, not fold, we don't need you on no drill
Probably start beefin' with my dawgs '
Cause they won't let me get in the whip
Tryna run a mula, but I ride around out with that Glock, mm-hmm
I'm takin' it serious, but I like me better in that car, mm
My mind on guap, it's been a while, I cut a head off
Stayed from off that block for a while
Right now, let's light the feds out