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$lack the local - 2015 lyrics
[intro]
gimme a sip of that
alright
[chorus]
all the homies getting locked up
remember 2015 running nonstop
we was searching for some bills by the boondocks
from the crib to the hills, searching for em cheap thrills blowing smoke like a rasta (locked up) (locked up)
coppin new wheels for the long run
100 problems but ain’t tripping how to solve em
there ain’t a worry in my mind, even when a blizzard get my vision blurry i still got time
still got a long way to go
looking for a future with em commas & hoes
sativa got me buzzing from my head to my toes
living in the present, ain’t еxpect another overdosе
nostalgia strong it got me falling into comatose
no time for stalling i’m the kid that always do the most
she call my phone the expectations never came close
posted in the same clothes
nike to adidas that’s the same show
they preach conformity it’s feeling kinda strange (strange) (strange)
cuz baby i just ain’t the same
always loving me some b_tterfly doors
but i’m, always posted at the range
cuz there be snakes in the grass tryna flip you off your game
asking for advice next they askin for a chain
ain’t it strange back in 2015 they ain’t asking for a thing
now i kick it at the crib, while i’m counting up my rings
counting on em friends who gon be there till the end
the ones that wanna multiply their singles into 10’s
the ones that hold me down when the walls are painted red
we started from the underground, now we move surround sound, the room be gettin loud now, posted with my loud mouth, ain’t accepting handouts, if you with the crew then you all part of the plan now, moving with a toolie i can’t take another man down
i just need to stand out
since when is loyalty worth less than all this d_mn clout
in the clouds never tripping over blackouts
making music bussin to it in the background
finna be a salesman, boy you just a sell_out (sell_out)
only beaming cuz i wanna go the distance
comparison it puts your head inside a prison
just need them to listen, (yea yea yea) f_ck all that superstition
[chorus]
all the homies getting locked up
remember 2015 running nonstop
we was searching for some bills by the boondocks
from the crib to the hills, searching for em cheap thrills blowing smoke like a rasta (locked up) (locked up)
coppin new wheels for the long run
100 problems but ain’t tripping how to solve em
there ain’t a worry in my mind, even when a blizzard get my vision blurry i still got time
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