Juicer Cru - Ashtray (Remix)

I'm the type of nigga
Stand ten toes
Still hard to be the same nigga
When you see people switch and fold
In a cold world
Ain't No tutor for these life lessons
I had to stop drinking
Every time a nigga stressing
And shout out them brothers
Stop popping all those pills when y'all niggas stressing
It's gun be a short time
Before we get our blessings
Yeahhhh
And shout out to my girl
She keep me high
When a nigga low
She really a bright spot
In this cold world
And now I see why
People stab you in your back
Expect you to stay by they side
But I ain't a clown ass nigga
I ain't gun tell you lies
I'm the type of nigga
When you cry, i'm by your side
And if you call a nigga
Yeah I'm gun slide
Even when I'm with the guys
Yeah all the guys gun slide
Cuz they ten toes
Yeah they fucking by my side
How you gun smoke
With no ashtray
How the opps in competition
They in last place
How this bitch fuck me
She don't know my last name
And how a nigga get cash
Before the fucking fame
How you gun smoke
With no ashtray
How the opps in competition
They in last place
How this bitch fuck me
She don't know my last name
And how a nigga get cash
Before the fucking fame
How the fuck you tryna smoke
But you can spark the lighter
I've been up 24
Pulling all nighters
I'm hurt I loved my bitch because I thought she was a rider
So now I'm shitting on my exes
Like some dirty diapers
Yeah
I shit on em dirty diapers
I'm with the juicer gang
And I'm riding with the snipers
I'm scoring on the opps
Man just like I'm a striker
And I don't give a fuck
If a bitch bad I pipe her
So don't play with me
Cuz I'm with the gang
That keep the K's in reach
And we shoot them shots
That leave him fatally
See the door
Then we hit the breach
I ain't mean to leave his ass
At the beach
But he talked out his neck
So he had to be
The next one
Yeah he had to be
The next one
Had to get a check
Then go get the next one
Cuz I'm next up
And i don't
Wanna hear nothing else
Then I went and took my pride
And put it on a shelf
I told my fucking bitch
I don't want no one else
How you gun smoke
With no ashtray
How the opps in competition
They in last place
How this bitch fuck me
She don't know my last name
And how a nigga get cash
Before the fucking fame
How you gun smoke
With no ashtray
How the opps in competition
They in last place
How this bitch fuck me
She don't know my last name
And how a nigga get cash
Before the fucking fame

Written by:
Juicer Cru

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