Souf Side Holloway - Gucci

Rolling rolling rolling like a coupe de ville
Blue suede shoes I’m a crip for real
Girl of my dreams but I’m lucid still
Stolen hearts stolen moments
That’s the deal
It’s only art for the moment
Then it’s real
Well if that’s the case I tell you time could heal
And I’m as real
As lies revealed
And lying still
But never lying still
I told my mama streets my second home
She looked at me and said lil nigga you must think you grown
Shit I might be
Shit been gucci I might need a clone
RIP Bucci wish I had the chance to come back home
My nigga gone
Cross the border when I heard bout Bleezy
Told his lil sister hit me if she ever need me
I really mean it
Pockets ain’t deep but
My heart feel deeper
My heart concrete
But that bitch still beat
Nigga play with you
Then he play with me
And I play for keeps
They always taught me that talk was cheap
But I get paid a fee
This shit a feat
You should come and see
None of my niggas leech
It’s big business we talking
Big pimping when walking
Bad bitches be stalking
Try my best not to fault her
Said she attracted to real shit
That shit hard to deal with
Last man was a real bitch
Tonight get some real dick
And some words I hope will stick
Watch who you spend time with
That shit make yo mind switch
I’ll be
Rolling rolling rolling like a coupe de ville
Blue suede shoes I’m a crip for real
Girl of my dreams but I’m lucid still
Stolen hearts stolen moments
That’s the deal
It’s only art for the moment
Then it’s real
Well if that’s the case I tell you time could heal
And I’m as real
As lies revealed
And lying still
But never lying still

Written by:
Kerry Holloway

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