Aint far Lyrics

This may be the last sunset you'll ever see

Damn, Church

Uh

Ain't far from loons, this place, missions pop your lids

C A R, tune to ya face, television not for kids

Young and heard, pops on the block, but sleep in the crib

Gunman let shots drop, different spots, can't say he hit targets

When the cannons spray, no clue, he catch a nigga with a toolie

Turned to a mystery gang, told my dawg this wasn't Scooby

Guess this a movie, with yellow tapes when the heat rising

Can't be cool with mellow jakes, cause you police sirens

Most bitches lost hate on someone, ain't got shit to offer

Suited for the struggle, as of late, ain't shit proper

Living's the hardest, but y'all ain't gon' listen

Last girl I talked to, a good artist, but ain't stopped drawing attention

I put my mind on balling, hope Spalding give a mention

Miss God's calling, stranding in the desert walking, need reception

Wanna talk about bars, cuzzo locked in the corrections

Locked down when it's start, it's gon' stop all the connections

Don't talk to many men, when I walk, seen everything

You ain't the fam of friends at all, when you call, I let it ring

Had Grams Kalishnikov, man said the vision wrong

Chopped up many digits, then I said, but division long

Wish my mom raised me more respect for my grandma

Bless she ain't see me holding hammers, pourin wok in fantas

Know my options dangerous, middle finger at them cameras

Speedin clean by them lights, smile, hope it won't make me famous

Then police read me my rights