Lonely Road ft. LitooBandzz Lyrics

Betta keep you a weapon

Cuz these nigga

They don't do no fighting

Hell nahh, man this shit ain't no Tekken

We don't care bout yo setting

Know some Billies

They light up yo block wit da chop

And some Hoovers get hectic

The glock for protection

The smartest in school

You run up, a fool

.40 give you a lesson

I'm not wit da extra

But Lito he sick, and he quick

To put a nigga in a hole

Like it's tetris

It's on me in traffic

I'm like what car he in

Slap in the mag

We clap, no audience

Same way a nigga get killed

When he partyin'

Up my fye

You can die for an argument

I feel like I just be statin' the obvious

For them niggas that's hatin'

They gon need binoculars

They know that we pressure

It's still fuck the opposite

Hop out, he accurate

He shoot like Stojakovic

We heard you was tattlin'

Choppa start rattlin'

Told you before be discreet

Took my bro, got me pissed

Send a diss, make the list

Swear to God

We gon light up ya street

Member back at the East

We was rollin' them trees

Me and Lito

Was shootin' them three's

Then we hopped in the stu

Spittin' flame in the booth

Sumn like Meek

How we chasin' our dreams

Aye, chasin' our dreams

I'm puttin' my dick in ha spleen

I bet that I make that bitch cream

Aye, how you gon pray in between

Fakin' wit anger and greed

I watched a king turn green

Aye, these niggas deceive

Say that we on the same team

My nigga that ain't what it seem

You bleed how I bleed

Nigga you betta take heed

You know that you sew what you reap

Neva thought we would make it

They see that we cakin'

I wan' be the greatest

Put ma in the latest

Put lil Dee in a spaceship

The day I see faces

Them times was so hard

Swear to God used to hate it

I wan' see them franklin's

And hop out them ranges

My trust in the Lord

He the one that I'm thankin'

This shit for my brother

I can't do no brakin'

They ain't give me shit

So I had to go take it