Tray Sonic - Street Language (feat. AstroKeyy & Freequency) Lyrics

New case new payments
New hate new ladies
Im piped up this shit crazy
Big high a lil hazy
While you niggas holding pom poms dick ridin Trigga for a check
Imma be the nigga posted in a vest verse price prolly higher than your rent
I ain't tryna hear em vent dumb loud kush smell it in my tee
Put it on my tee
Who as hot as me
Rabies flow foaming at the teeth
Get it out the mud never been a leech
We ain't coming with the peace
Rap game mine niggas know it's deep yeah
All these niggas underneath look
Big toke big chief
Big smoke big leaf yeah
Thick bitch big cheeks yeah
Start hard no weak
Southside Free
Roll low key
Hoes know me
Gold my teeth
Put my niggas on the right plan
Whipping magic with the right hand
This was all a part of my plan
I had to grow into the right man
I ain't perfect but where I stand
All my problems made a grown man
Staying on my toes
I'm familiar with the loads
So if everything would fold
Imma keep it cool and get it back alone, right
No none of this was given
But many times I wanted to give in but f*ck that I just stayed in
Mapped out a plan realizing that shit, nah I don't need friends
Smoke green my nutrition
Bad chick give me knowledge
While I'm steady whippin
Still tippin
On a mission
Yeah
From hopping them fences in 5th Ward
To linking up with Free killin shit and be where we be
I know its something they envy
No stopping this riot,
I get your bitch all excited
No tricking for the kid
Give a f*ck if she thick
Thick racks and the music all a nigga need in this life of sin
Make a way for my kin
To my niggas stay focused theres money that we gotta get
Places we ain't been
Never divided we just add it up then we divide it
Don't get your blood spilled nigga I'll be the one that be mobbin
F*ck the game this is family
Big smoke get it cloudy
Big wood of that Gelatty
Still trill hard body drive on Pitchfork Keyy Maserati...