Tyson S.T - Send My Love (feat. DoouShii, Al $) Lyrics

Watch out for the rain I let the storm fly
Demons jumping out the way I need some more time
Can that feeling come again I let the lord cry
In the field still serving like a court down
Tennis field, racks winning till it go down
(Yeah)
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need you round, I need you round
Enemies still shooting form a group now
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need you round, I need...
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Send my love, sip water, C-Side cold
(Aww)
Niggas tryna end up suicidal, ah
Came through doors f*ck window shopping, your bitch got my name all on it
Snow ball into bigger problems, My flow cold, I'm fridge adopted
Your boys shoulda been in coffins
No front yard but bitch there's still snakes in my grass
Niggas ain't major league if they can't compete in my class
I'm blowing steam , I let off air like a packet of lays
You asking why I'm popping its convenient the acne was All I Had, Use to
Want the essentials then all I wanted was out
Was not that concerned of my mental now all I want is payout
And my girl is not short of special, I'm Learning the Ins and Outs
Start the book at pages I blend to that's Pussy, Money and Clout
If this nigga get at me we both can forget about heaven
And private calls with the reverend like dig a whole book the venue
Was never told nothing said to
My niggas slide by so simple here...
Niggas been bitching since silver spoons in their kitchenware
Need a switch-up on the energy, tired of talking bout the enemies
Boy its about a bag, then another body bag if niggas ever standing next to me
I lost my tape and my lover, I caught some L's I'm no runner
We had to face all our troubles in silence and then had to bury our brother
Flood on my face I'm fuming, Tired of making music
I'll drop my tape, when we goin get payed, cause niggas want cake no goodies
I want the gang in the country so I can get money and go out the country
I want my plate looking hungry so we can share dinners a day after hunting
I caught a case I was slump, Slumprine my gang in the cut
I did assault and the charges got dropped now I'm charging the game every month
DoouShii he rolling a blunt, Mykey he roll with the thugs
We park the car if the spot going up, we don't talk, turn the place to a jump
Remember my cousin got jumped, remember grabbing no gun
I ain't no bitch, take your knife to my wrist but my nigga we grew up round blood
I get that dough from the mud
(Yeah)
I get the throat when I want
(Yeah)
I am the dopest this freestyle is over
Boy I'll drop my tape any month
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Everyone saluting grabbing rifle
Life been sending shooters that's what I scope
You goin be a story for the bible
You goin have to move round with your eyes closed
Send my love, sip water, C-Side cold
Watch out for the rain I let the storm fly
Demons jumping out the way I need some more time
Can that feeling come again I let the lord cry
In the field still serving like a court down
Tennis field, racks winning till it go down
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need you round, I need you round
Enemies still shooting form a group now
I need you round, I need you round
Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need you round, I need you round
I neeed...
I need you round, I need
I need you round, Rest in peace to those not with us in the room now
I need , enemies still shooting form a group now
I need... yeah