B Lyfe ft. Fullgrown Lyrics

Now I was chilling uptown by baby mommy mom spot

Picking up my son out my pocket cash her mom out

Told her he was taking a trip right before school start

With a whisper in her ear told her it was Disney park

Just noticed a car in the rear turning left

A peep out window looking at me it was death

Looking eye to eye I ignored with no care

Loaded up my son and then I left outta there

Music mute incoming call from a number block

A voice that I knew conversation getting hot

Speeding down Pershing turn right running stop signs

The voice on the other line told me have it on my mind

I be gone before November

Glass break body leaning hanging out the window

Going down Pershing turn right on St Jude

Coming down on Dale we gone see what it do

Ugh Gotcha heading to that circle

Lay it down lay it down boy we gone hurt cha

Yellow tape the scene detectives looking

Ya body laying down another B Lyfe mystery

On the other side of town moving quickly rolling swiftly in my hooptie ride

Loaded up a Swisher with some Cookies and some Milk inside

OTP I'm off the porch so the shit is on

My lil patna up da road he call me on the phone

Got to the area stop then I took a breath

I call Terrance and I told him look to his left

Them niggas plotting they been watching you and ya son

Word on the street ya baby mama tryna get cha done

Better run pass dem stop signs and run them lights

Protect ya son where ya gun make it through the night

Turn Right down Cherokee then turn left

Down Dale come tah da circle get cha Wyclef

Gone till November ready or not

911 somebody called the fucking cops

Cause we about tah lay a couple bodies

Call da corner fa toe tags and body bag fa bodies

Ain't nobody or no nigga bout tah brag

Ain't no bitch bout tah do some ratchet shit dats down bad

Hoe you mad cause my producer fuck yo cousin bitch you bugging

It ain't nothing tah get cha touch and kill ya brother