Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
This must be heaven - black on chevy
Garveys my jesus - Malcolm's my reverend
Church full of Panthers- choppas barettas
The cops can't kill us - got me feeling like the cops can't kill us
But we killing each other - I got no love for my brotha
Yeah I was born in the gutter all about guns and butter
Might just shoot at your mother
Uh huh
Build - up or de-stroy
Too many coons playing decoy
Future generations need me boy
I'm last dragon Bruce LeeRoy
Tupac Shakur use to rap to me
Made it seem like black was the thing to be
Real life had to humble me
So I'm planting seeds to grow a money tree
Cause I'm tired of burying my niggas
Yeah I'm so tired of burying my niggas
Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
I candy coated the moment that engine flowing
Got me floating - Paint wet might flood the ocean
Highway to heaven and the interstate was golden
I was riding with Aaliyah then Marvin starting blowing
If you Heard through the grape vine that I was a troubled man
I was just chasing them bands I pray that God understand
Granny always told me never bow to a man
Can't entertain that childish shit Nickelodeon
You niggas style put a smile on Willie Lynch
While I'm digging for that gold in a Mansa Musa trench
Thinking of a revolution lil Haiti to the french
I been Kobe verse the Raptors since they left me off the bench
Boss up and turn a 8 into a 24
And get rings like when Shaq left orlando
I spit more bon fire than a camp post
And get more power for my real niggas turned ghost
Im so tired of burying my niggas
And so tired burying my niggas
Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
J.Wingo - Swerve Lyrics
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Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
This must be heaven - black on chevy
Garveys my jesus - Malcolm's my reverend
Church full of Panthers- choppas barettas
The cops can't kill us - got me feeling like the cops can't kill us
But we killing each other - I got no love for my brotha
Yeah I was born in the gutter all about guns and butter
Might just shoot at your mother
Uh huh
Build - up or de-stroy
Too many coons playing decoy
Future generations need me boy
I'm last dragon Bruce LeeRoy
Tupac Shakur use to rap to me
Made it seem like black was the thing to be
Real life had to humble me
So I'm planting seeds to grow a money tree
Cause I'm tired of burying my niggas
Yeah I'm so tired of burying my niggas
Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
I candy coated the moment that engine flowing
Got me floating - Paint wet might flood the ocean
Highway to heaven and the interstate was golden
I was riding with Aaliyah then Marvin starting blowing
If you Heard through the grape vine that I was a troubled man
I was just chasing them bands I pray that God understand
Granny always told me never bow to a man
Can't entertain that childish shit Nickelodeon
You niggas style put a smile on Willie Lynch
While I'm digging for that gold in a Mansa Musa trench
Thinking of a revolution lil Haiti to the french
I been Kobe verse the Raptors since they left me off the bench
Boss up and turn a 8 into a 24
And get rings like when Shaq left orlando
I spit more bon fire than a camp post
And get more power for my real niggas turned ghost
Im so tired of burying my niggas
And so tired burying my niggas
Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
This must be heaven - black on chevy
Garveys my jesus - Malcolm's my reverend
Church full of Panthers- choppas barettas
The cops can't kill us - got me feeling like the cops can't kill us
But we killing each other - I got no love for my brotha
Yeah I was born in the gutter all about guns and butter
Might just shoot at your mother
Uh huh
Build - up or de-stroy
Too many coons playing decoy
Future generations need me boy
I'm last dragon Bruce LeeRoy
Tupac Shakur use to rap to me
Made it seem like black was the thing to be
Real life had to humble me
So I'm planting seeds to grow a money tree
Cause I'm tired of burying my niggas
Yeah I'm so tired of burying my niggas
Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
I candy coated the moment that engine flowing
Got me floating - Paint wet might flood the ocean
Highway to heaven and the interstate was golden
I was riding with Aaliyah then Marvin starting blowing
If you Heard through the grape vine that I was a troubled man
I was just chasing them bands I pray that God understand
Granny always told me never bow to a man
Can't entertain that childish shit Nickelodeon
You niggas style put a smile on Willie Lynch
While I'm digging for that gold in a Mansa Musa trench
Thinking of a revolution lil Haiti to the french
I been Kobe verse the Raptors since they left me off the bench
Boss up and turn a 8 into a 24
And get rings like when Shaq left orlando
I spit more bon fire than a camp post
And get more power for my real niggas turned ghost
Im so tired of burying my niggas
And so tired burying my niggas
Baby tell me that's it real- crack the seal and pop the top
I might pull on yo block - candy spilln watch me chop
Watch me swerve
For my niggas who ain't near no more
We got it out the dirt
10 toes down bih watch me work
My drive is fresh to death put a bow tie on my hearse
So I swerve
For my niggas who ain't hear no more
Writer: Jeremy Wingo
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