Look, top down in the fall, this one for my dawgs
Still clockin' in, do work in the job
Ain't blew up yet but we still got the bomb
I hit 'em round 9 'cause I know we should be off
I ask 'em bout his kids and they mom
We talking 'bout the money and the play that I was on
I been tryna keep everything but calm
He said everything straight but I know it ain't
We got needs we pray for everyday
My mama play the lotto in my pay
It's hard to step away
My partners need work like my ways
Then I made a right-right off of Bouldercrest
I met with little Chris, we planning how to get rich
I talk to Frank on my iPhone about his two kids
I talk to *beep-beep* on my iPhone about his new bitch
If I get the work from him you know I'll slide
Yeah, I love all my brothers, D4L that's life
Yeah, I'm outside just like the street star sky
Spent ten racks on a case two times
CJ Francis IV - East Penn Lyrics
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Look, top down in the fall, this one for my dawgs
Still clockin' in, do work in the job
Ain't blew up yet but we still got the bomb
I hit 'em round 9 'cause I know we should be off
I ask 'em bout his kids and they mom
We talking 'bout the money and the play that I was on
I been tryna keep everything but calm
He said everything straight but I know it ain't
We got needs we pray for everyday
My mama play the lotto in my pay
It's hard to step away
My partners need work like my ways
Then I made a right-right off of Bouldercrest
I met with little Chris, we planning how to get rich
I talk to Frank on my iPhone about his two kids
I talk to *beep-beep* on my iPhone about his new bitch
If I get the work from him you know I'll slide
Yeah, I love all my brothers, D4L that's life
Yeah, I'm outside just like the street star sky
Spent ten racks on a case two times
Still clockin' in, do work in the job
Ain't blew up yet but we still got the bomb
I hit 'em round 9 'cause I know we should be off
I ask 'em bout his kids and they mom
We talking 'bout the money and the play that I was on
I been tryna keep everything but calm
He said everything straight but I know it ain't
We got needs we pray for everyday
My mama play the lotto in my pay
It's hard to step away
My partners need work like my ways
Then I made a right-right off of Bouldercrest
I met with little Chris, we planning how to get rich
I talk to Frank on my iPhone about his two kids
I talk to *beep-beep* on my iPhone about his new bitch
If I get the work from him you know I'll slide
Yeah, I love all my brothers, D4L that's life
Yeah, I'm outside just like the street star sky
Spent ten racks on a case two times
Writer: CHARLES JEWELL FRANCIS IV
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