5am Zeri, Highly Collectible - Eleven Toes

She wanted my hand
Let it go
Sortin' out bread
Eleven toes
I save all my chips and my drip Came Full
Back in the day I would pray That I get old
I been shootin' on time
Seen brick till I built it
They just wanna get a piece
Tired of you they need real shit
Came through with a Frito Lay
Push a bag when you need it
When you're mine
Nothing is cheap
Able to groove
I ain't doin' no reachin
Stick and I move
Cool with the enemy
Save for the shawty I put on Her knees
Labeled a cop in a car with a 74
On Chevy I put em on D's
Shoot I'm a star
Aim for the pussy, money and The Car
Law, The Freaks
Devil, the Angel talkin insane That's dangerous
No savin' me
She wanted my hand
Let it go
Sortin' out bread
Eleven toes
I save all my chips and my drip Came Full
Back in the day I would pray That I get old
She wanted my hand
Let it go
Eleven Toes
I save all my chips and my drip Came full
Back in the day I would pray That I get old

Written by:
Saman Montazeri

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