lirik lagu druuzy - low battery
[intro]
nks lets go
phew
phew
[verse 1]
yeah
5:10 in the afternoon, that’s when this mans come
stealin my bros life, then they hold that sh~t for ransom
i don’t even know who i hit, my shots are random
people ask to take pictures, yeah i got a fandom
i six in the beamer going 60
think i drank too much, my sights getting misty
been out the studio for a while, did you miss me?
been with the bros in the streets, they didn’t miss me
got a lot of people saying that they really care for me
really always hard to know whos actually there for me
if i had sh~t going on, would you bare it with mе?
if i was stuck in a room, would you serenade mе?
that’s why i’m always movin, never stop the grind
maybe i’ll slow down, then i’ll get to sleep sometime
cause too many problems, yeah i wish i could rewind
set my self something something something something don’t need remind
bad problems temporary, you’ll only be fine
i just need to grow up, find my seat in time
let too many opportunities pass me by
spend to much time daydreaming at the sky
in the clouds, loop around, wish i could go down
detroit is my city, but i can’t even go down town
ops making circles and they got lots of rounds
hit you in the wip, and they turn you to a noun
7 0 on the episode it don’t make a sound
just like lil farmer they gon place you in the ground
kept them hungry dogs finger let em at you, pound for pound
turn your family to a graveyard, mound for mound
make the brazzey style, you gon need mouth to mouth
think i’d be better off packing up and moving south
down to atlanta or h us or miami
or move down to memphis, i can start there and make plenty
slide down the east coast yeah i got this gat ready
hit up in a parashot, cuz you know i got plenty
only german cars, cause you know i don’t drive buscemi
red minds, seven thousand rpm, you’re not ready
keep a loaded clip in the back seat if it come to it
let the barrel tell me directions like a compass jet
if you make downs, mess with my or the father hit
try to get their whole family, but their lil mother hid
i don’t play around and i know for sure my brothers don’t
crack your head open, your an orange like a cantaloupe
ask why i’m so quiet, smoking on this stolen dope
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