Astray Lyrics

You'll go astray

They say

If I don't face my rage

I'll have to choose something to say

Like how you gone try to debate

I'm trying to find the lies from the fake

What I gotta say

twenty four hours for the bake

I used to hide rhymes in the safe

And they say Drey ey Drey

Now how you bake that bread

That's just one damn thing to explain

twenty four hours for the take

I put up for my guys on a tape

What I gotta say

niggas riding round with two face

I used to have nights with no plate

And they say no no no no no he dope

I'll share my breeze when I've had enough

That's expertise gotta let 'em know

And I ain't even got to stress this

Word to flaco man I'm ready when you're ready but it's eleven tho

It's all day smoking passive

I had juice and no fucking clue what the green was

I mean I think we had caption this

Indica mixed in the tempo

I mean I think we got magic yeah

It's tragic yeah that's a nigga with a damn flow

And I'm used to make it split but now I take 'em all

These bitches talking sweet I know they fake and all

Ego talking like exterminate them all

And I'm grinding in this dirt until I'm paid and all

You'll go astray

They say

If I don't face my rage

I'll have to choose something to say

Like how you gone try to debate

I'm trying to find the lies from the fake

What I gotta say

Twenty four hours for the bake

I used to hide rhymes in the safe

And they say Drey ey Drey

Now how you bake that bread

That's just one damn thing to explain

Twenty four hours for the take

I put up for my guys on a tape

What I gotta say

Niggas riding round with two face

I used to have nights with no plate

No but I know he dope

He got the flow

Man they're slow

I've been at this tho

Ask Angelo

I mean like bitch it ain't grace trying to let 'em know

Why niggas gon bitch and hate wait we just had enough

I mean I think we had caption this

Indica mixed in the tempo

I mean I think we got magic plus addicts

Never really had to say no

And we really on the spot like man just watch this

Hopped up on a track my shit is spotless

All my niggas beast mode swing like Tarzan

We was on the plot made this from nothing

You'll go astray

They say

If I don't face my rage

I'll have to choose something to say

Like how you gone try to debate

I'm trying to find the lies from the fake

What I gotta say

Twenty four hours for the bake

I used to hide rhymes in the safe

And they say Drey ey Drey

Now how you bake that bread

That's just one damn thing to explain

Twenty four hours for the take

I put up for my guys on a tape

What I gotta say

Niggas riding round with two face

I used to have nights with no plate

and they say no no no