DayLone - Passive Lyrics

My Niggas They playing For Keeps
I ride wit a Glock under the seat
My foot on they neck they can't breath
I'm sipping this Easter pink
That money be talking to me
Selling drugs till I'm decease
I can't die in these streets
People look up to me

I get the back in
My niggas they getting them racks in
Been the main attraction
I done fell in love with the fabrics
My bitch she bad in
I play with that pussy like madden
She sucking the dick wit passion
I love when that money elastic

I'm paying wit paper or plastic
Still want me a stripper from magic
I'm dropping my nigga can't pass me
I'm thuggin all the way to the casket
I play with them guns it drastic
When I die take me in ashes
Just popped a yerk I'm crashing
I'm do the dash I'm crashing

Young nigga just want a coop
I pull up a nigga get spooked
Smoke big blunts uncle Snoop
Niggas hoes they need some soup
R.i.p little soup
I miss granny too
Can't walk a mile in my shoes
I came too far can't lose
I got scars I didn't bruise
Ain't got nothing to prove
Already made the news
Rob a nigga right out his shoes
I got lose screws
Sip tuss like Mountain Dew
Whoa whoa whoa
It get forreal
My niggas gone kill
My heart got chills
Everything concealed
If ain't about the bills
Ion even wanna chill
I'm deep in the water like seals
Ion even got no gills

My Niggas They playing For Keeps
I ride wit a Glock under the seat
My foot on they neck they can't breath
I'm sipping this Easter pink
That money be talking to me
Selling drugs till I'm decease
I can't die in these streets
People look up to me