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• Artiste: Larry June
• Titre: Highway 5 Chronicles
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Tryin to get this motherfuckin’ bag, man You niggas don’t even know the half of this shit, for real Ayy, ayy, ayy I done took a lot of L’s, I don’t lost good hoes I done fucked up off the trap on four’s But I’ve never been a hoe, never been a hoe Never been a hoe, never been a hoe, never been a hoe Went broke, bounced back, bought matchin’ Beamers Sellin’ Cristina, I feel like I’m dreamin’ But I’ve never been a hoe, never been a hoe Never been a hoe, never been a hoe, never been a hoe On my way to Santa Rosa, I’m stressin’ off bad White bitch in my passenger, forkin’ the cash Only thing on my mind is I gotta make it out Shit wasn’t really for me, I started writin’ raps ‘Bout the shit that I’m dealin’ with on daily basis Hotel to hotels, rentals to Vegas How I fucked up the trap, then Pleasant Hills saved me Eight hunid a day for two weeks, went crazy This around the time when I copped the 650 (Copped the 650) Trunk full of Red Bottoms, pocket full of twenties I had a square bitch that I loved for real (Loved for real) But the game – I couldn’t give it up for real (I couldn't give it up) Got addicted to the bitches, money, and calls (Money and calls) I never did a scam, paid cash for all (Paid cash for all) I’m him, and everythin’ I say is legit (Check) Movin’, groovin’, keepin’ it lit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) What’s hannin’? I done took a lot of L’s, I don’t lost good hoes I done fucked up off the trap on four’s But I’ve never been a hoe, never been a hoe Never been a hoe, never been a hoe, never been a hoe Went broke, bounced back, bought matchin’ Beamers Sellin’ Cristina, I feel like I’m dreamin’ But I’ve never been a hoe, never been a hoe Never been a hoe, never been a hoe, never been a hoe Woke up in the mornin’ and made me some tea (Made me some tea) Bought the bitch a Rollie for no damn reason (No damn reason) Mackin’ (Mackin’), it’s levels to this shit (Shit) You can’t just take, gotta elevate the bitch (Numbers) My bitch rock Chanel and the latest Dior (Dior) [?] fieldtrips, we can hit for sure We used to hit Benihana’s four times in a week (Week) Five-thousand dollars in my True Religion jeans (Jeans) Beastin’ (Mobbin’), I had a spot at the Meridian (Meridian) Punk bitch keyed my car, I was trippin’ Well, fuck it, I went and made that claim (Made that claim) I came up and repainted the whole thang Then, I bought some shoes, then hit the blade (Hit the blade) I parked my shit outside of Mason café (Mason café) I’m havin’ some thoughts (Havin’ some thoughts) I’m thinkin’ ‘bout the game (Thinkin’ ‘bout the game) And how shit prolly ain’t gon’ ever be the same I done took a lot of L’s, I don’t lost good hoes I done fucked up off the trap on four’s But I’ve never been a hoe, never been a hoe Never been a hoe, never been a hoe, never been a hoe Went broke, bounced back, bought matchin’ Beamers Sellin’ Cristina, I feel like I’m dreamin’ But I’ve never been a hoe, never been a hoe Never been a hoe, never been a hoe, never been a hoe Man And bitch, I can’t make this shit up, fuck you mean? You know I’m sayin’? Every real nigga gon’ feel this, off top And shout out to them real bitches too, straight up Numbers Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Good job Cardo, what’s hannin’? Cruise USA Straight to that bag