LYRICS
Rocking On the street some longing
There's no sleeping when you're balling
With the burning tell what's falling
But you can't resist a calling
Keep on bother keep'n cold
Keep'n smother in the phone
Where's the limit? No one knows
Knew a seller, call him
Now we find out money, got a thousand of wine up
Stepping out of shadow with the crude, kick it, light up
My just break it no where this struggle, step up
Got a message in a bottle, let you know the lucid here like
Hey bang bang, come on with on you fan
On the come on Asian, no we young too man
Cruzzy Cruz, I got the shit don't bless
Just like ah right bam strap that's the lucid gang
Where from you coming when I'm rapping
Running through the city flunny in that doing just for fun
See you step in and I'll be talking about that handroom I see none
When you crew we take it all, now we keep it on the front
Let me talk about cash right now
Let me show you this stylish right now
Let me get you a different menu with everything that you like somehow
Let me pick out the season, Sam
Let me seek out the Nissan, man
Let me help you coz you remember that your aroma is Blaken Fan
Leave me a stray, wondering out for the rest of the day, baby my way
Even though I'm on the only way, just looking and cooking and wasting my pay
What did you say, rape it slow? Elaborate? Communicate?
I got me a different dufff woman single day
But I hands open, I cash shit, coz I feel tip,I don't catch flow
I don't need hoe, just whip smoke and in whole my own home
But I won't show, my smaller pose for a photo or my all alone
Chemicals and Marlboro, my telephone is low low
Rapping in Lucid you know it. So day-
Call for your *****, she coming now way
Like I'm stay, they wanna it's made
Living in life with your love and hate
We don't hit the city like you are coming for your shit
And we don't leak and think it Lucid coming about to hit
Rocking On the street some longing
There's no sleeping when you're balling
With the burning tell what's falling
But you can't resist a calling
Keep on bother keep'n cold
Keep'n smother in the phone
Where's the limit? No one knows
Knew a seller, call him
Now we find out money, got a thousand of wine up
Stepping out of shadow with the crude, kick it, light up
My just break it no where this struggle, step up
Got a message in a bottle, let you know the lucid here like