Blue Laces 2

Mogul and they know that Logo on my floor mat Courtside Chamberlain throwback match my Rolex Everywhere I go, flex Vallet park on some loc shit Whole lot of smoke in that 'Rari, that thing potent Burning rubber, wearing cameras, they was undercovers Under pressure, made statements, turned on they brothers Never judge you, but the streets will never love you I wonder what it come to in your brain for you run to Ones that hate us and cuff us and mace us Call us dumb niggas 'cause our culture is contagious Third generation, South Central gang bangers That live long enough to see it changing Think it's time we make arrangements Finally wiggle out they mazes Find me out in different places And 'The Spook By The Door' this the infiltration Double back, dressed in blue laces They killed Dr. Sebi, he was teaching health I fuck with Rick Ross 'cause he teaching wealth Dropped out of school, I'ma teach myself Made my first mil' on my own, I don't need your help All black Tom Ford, it's a special evening City council meeting, they got Hussle speaking Billion dollar project 'bout to crack the cement So one of our investments had become strategic Summer roll '18, man it's such a season 'Bout to make my partners look like fuckin' geniuses We was in the Regal, it was me and Steven We done took a dream and turned it to a zenith Anything I wanted and everything I needed Gotta pace yourself, it's all about yo' breathing You can have it all, it's all about your reason I done took my name and carved it in the cement I flashback on that shootout at the beach Twenty deep, you tried to squeeze, your gun jammed and they released Blood on your tee, how many stains? I see three The bitch started to panic so I made her switch seats Driving now, police chopper ahead flying now Really not too spooked calmly asked me "am I dying now?" All I know is keep you calm and collected Cracking jokes like "nigga, now you gon' be finally respected" See your blood leaking, got my foot on this gas Tossed the forty, we pull up to Daniel free as he crash You know the alibi They started shooting, we was standing by Ain't see nothing, but the flare from the talons fly I wasn't there, I was passing by Matter fact, don't say shit, I'm just gon' drop you in the back and slide That's yo weed, all the cash is mine I took 'em both to the spot plus your phone 'til you back online

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