LAURD Breeze City Runners [Prod. By LAURD Breeze]

Tekst piosenki

[Hook 1]
Live and die with hypocrisies, keep a joint like apostrophes, me and you are isosceles, we are not the same x3
The flow move like berettas if it need to compete with you niggas forever

My head stuck in the a gloomy weather, feel like a rapper with coogi sweater
Rain down standing under berettas, living for the money get you under the cellars, but it’s all irrelevant, I think I need to hella vent
And all these rappers got me feeling hella bent, pause, I don’t play much, when it come to the gudda, chill with some method users I swim
With the barracudas, fuck with your brother
Hold nuts and go nuts for the crowd smelling louder than when crickets out
No yoga I’m stretching niggas out, tired of chilling out, hold you over with the flow it’s bone chilling now
You a victim of cold killing now, Truman capote with the way I study what I write, how you could kill a man in cold blood like fuck his life, left the hometown so I could the hunnids right, hunnid stacks, till I hit a money max
Dreaming like I’m dreamius I’m the best at running back
Killer with flow like chukka hate it had to come to that
Cream get the Millie’s bringing butter back, butter bean ass nigga got his pockets fat, but I’m chillin on the money raps
I gotta lotta problems but the Mary what I cope with, feeling hella gritty where the lotion think I’m losing focus, high up in the sky they focus on bogies shit is bogus, let a nigga go, try to take a niggas soul
Not metaphysics but I’m metaphysical, po po’s tryna hit my niggas mo
Look in a scope to my brain and I could probably sign with interscope, you see this shit is wavy visions from a boat
Niggas changing on the spot like play-doh
Niggas acting funny then I’m giving loe the say so, karmic helping get the queso, hill niggas make you lay low
I’d never vote for you but I could make a nigga pay dro

[Hook 2]

[Bridge]
Couple fifties in my pocket run the city with a couple biddies, got a quarter milli on my mind tryna figure out, how the fuck am I gon’ get em out x2