Street Ka$h - Blue Drop
Every song on loop is wavy blue drops half way thru the sky AMAZED you'll thank me too ooh
When I was growing up I wanted what my cousin had so by the time I was 15 I was selling crack* struggling especially during them cold nights hustling in the jungle where the bums fight* you ever steal a quarter bird from ya uncle stash really wishing they gave you the game instead of holding back* my upbringing was love but rough of as fuck tho house to house different cities (pause) unstabled love* I'm sorry love broke many hearts my part was prolly not enough light on my dark* young piranha with sharks hoping I survive around this time I hoping to see 25* huh corner survivor but never wanted out just a grizzly trying ball on a paper route* Kash over heads Dova this a hit Kash over heads we making Classic shit
Every song on loop is wavy blue drops half way thru the sky AMAZED you'll thank me too ooh
9800 let's take a shot for that day change for me forever but before that* I was out here running reckless 40" inch necklace more trapping than rapping that's my track list* got money for a younging than I caught a case knew nothing bout law and got sent away* 206 back to 609 in 15 months I was back with Da RAWL rapping smoking blunts* then September 8th I remember vivid close my eyes tears drops photo vision* I remember the pain in their momma faces barely 21 then I caught another case* huh corner survivor but never wanted out just a grizzly trying ball on a paper route* Kash over heads Dova this a hit Kash over heads we making Classic shit
Every song on loop is wavy blue drops half way thru the sky AMAZED you'll thank me too ooh
Been out here trying to make a way it's been bigger than me but still they wanna hate* it's coolI create the wave so you could cruise to me and Dova it's like Ye and Hova* you ain't dumb I'm King that comes from the gutters I rise Black Guerillaz disguised motherfuckaz* it's I on fire Mr Smellzlikemoney Ms Gordy ain't raise no dummy* don't miss being bummy fuxk going back rather 95 or be in jail for selling smack before I'm fuxk up Jack* meanwhile the loafers Gucci eating sushi just me and my migos with some bad and bougies* look my life is like a movie as the plot thickens the pot thickens I'm working on my first million listen* wealth is the mission
Written by:
Abdul Hassan
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