Dre Leroy - Quarantine Lyrics

I got a problem with being broke
You know the struggle is no joke
I got a problem with being broke
You know the struggle is no joke
No I can't stress so I gotta smoke
But the devil get close to try to provoke
But he won't
Wake up every morning gotta get it
Live free and die by hustle
Flexing hard gotta alot of muscle
Tryna fight then they losing a scuffle
Tryna stay clear from all of the drama
Going hard like the black mamba
Went from oddle noodle to Benihana
Now I dress in designer the finest attire
Come with Fire ain't no need for a lighter
My mothers a survivor so you know I'm fighter
Getting older so I gotta get wiser
Got a small circle don't need no outsiders
Fake niggas they doing the most
When you pull up on them then they turn into ghost
Directing while I'm shooting the movie
Then press play like they use a remote
Gun you down like they playing Call Of duty
On that note
If we on the stand they by die by the oath
Want all the smoke and we come at your throat
For the breesh im hitting on the road
From 5-9 9-5 no sleep no days off
Either a regular job or punchin the numbers
Dont matter I'm them doing both
The world live in is out of control
The things I see I would never condone
Spin cycle just like cyclone
Sit on the throne and bad to the bone
Always like my woman from the city
Bad and bouje and she driving the boat
Moncler jacket for the winter blew a few bands for the coat
Quarantine follow the code
Back up off me too close
Back up off me too close
Back up off me too close
Give me six feet
I don't like how you looking at me
When back in the street pull up in foreigns
We look like fleet
My nigga growing and smoking the runtz
F*cking these hoes and we hit em and run
They calling my phone I'm listening to em and they sounding so dumb
Quarantine got em Going crazy then talking abt that want my baby
I'm good on that imma take a pass
You losin it you buggin this ain't gone last
I ain't got time for that I need my bag
Can't call my phone again you on the block list
You got deleted like you never Exist
When that happened then I lit my wrist
Saint Laurent drip and it match with the fit
And if you wearing the shoe then I hope that it fit
One thing about me I'm as real as it get
I done came too far so I know i won't quit
Another thing about me you know I don't trip
Then I'm Somersault the money then I'm makin it flip
Third about me I'm making this hits
I'm a neighborhood hero so I roll with my cigs
Cant f*ck with swine gotta watch for pigs
When I get rich I'm moving to the six
Everything flying in my bag of tricks
If you broke my trust it can never be fix
Don't kick rocks hope you kick on bricks
It's some things done I could never forget
Just getting started I'm not done yet
When it come to bread then it gotta come quick
Always like my woman from the city
Bad and bouje and she driving the boat
Moncler jacket for the winter blew a few bands for the coat
Quarantine follow the code
Back up off me too close
Back up off me too close
Back up off me too close
Ahhh Mann
Didn't I tell you
Give me Six Feet
Im Quarantine Clean
Know what I mean....