Protect ft. Wst. Taylor, Teathetruth & Kaleo Jacobs Lyrics

Yo I talk like an old soul

And dress like a new pharaoh

Stacking this Panera

So I can cop a few pairs

Yo this some new news

You might see it in the herald

Might see us cruise thru

Three deep Panera

Play for keeps

Brought some soldiers they come with me

Take the streets over

Can't foreshadow just what I see

All these dreams not over

We like the spot holders

Keep fighting not over

All faith and they hopeless

Living in a glass house you better be cautious

Raised in the city where they leave you with no options toxic street logic

Have you modest pacc in the bag better toss it

empty promises as the devil watches thoughtless conscious skinny Chris Wallace

Hoes and dirty dollas money phone you can call us

Weapon in these pajamas she stay with a machine that can Fry we watching futurama

Bass pump the llama 6 zeros that's 2 commas

Be speedy Gonzales no effort no mo drama

running off fuels through the rumors

Black suede pumas this that music designer for the consumers

Ayy

I'm that Martin Luther,

That writter type like a Martin Cruz-er

I'm Riding down the block, I see

They throwin hands like hallelujah

No Intruder. I'm the future

Spark the L, smoke the hookah

I'm Runnin up the stacks

Army forming like the RugaRuga

Battle under pressure

I'm that warrior called a Vet

Ain't no competition

Ain't no reason for me to even trip

Watch your tone, come correct

Cause I'm all about my respect

I die hard for this life

So best believe ima protect

Cash flow in the dash

Exotic roaches in the ash

Gassed off sour from my mans that came through potent through the bag

Bagged off color be the reason we still cautious in the back

Police and taxi seats similar I feel nautilus in a cab.

This winning good cuz I felt bad

This sinners hood

And we all masked

Pain evolved through inner life

Taught inner fuse and we all passed

Cops smooth spinning through the back

I got dudes winning and they black

This city love to test the odd

We got rules spending off a stack

I got cool sending niggas back

He move he in it and he rap

You snooze it's ended and we lapped

The pain and love an extra cost you hope spend it and get back