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So Far To Go (Freestyle)

 

So Far To Go (Freestyle)


[Verse 1 Price:]
I'm lost tryna find life
Supposed to follow behind christ
But at night be texting old girl to see what that behind like
Been in my word lately tryna spend my time write
But stressed out smoking herb tryna get my mind right
Am I a hypocrite or real enough to admit the shit
Am I a hypocrite or real enough to admit the shit
Nigga
If you don't know nothing bout price know I'm sucka-proof
Yeah I'm number 1 but gon' forever push the number 2
My daddy had the glass house
And he had on colors too
And I was in the back my head was bobbing with a cup of juice
Got a little older playing pogs
I was scuffing shoes
Then I started hooping
Ya boy was getting buckets too
In middle school
Me and ju was the trouble 2
Clipse grindin or dipset what we was crumpin to
Dre, kanye, outkast we was bumpin to
And all them slow pretty ricky songs we was humpin to
Robert kelly grind bumpin to
Then I started trouble oooh
High school I always used to disrespect the substitute
Now I'm in the office mama mad cause she coming through
I'm in that bitch talkin back like I do what I wanna do
She smackin me across the head like boy what type of son are you?
Matter fact go pack your bags I had enough of you
(Get the fuck out my house!)
Fuck it cool
I hit 2nd street where all the homies tucking 2's
They hit the alley and duck and shoot
Might fuck around and then bucket you
Raised around guns but quick to show you how them knuckles do
I swear this shit ain't nothin cool
So I tried to get away
And fell in love with you
Music, my getaway
I hope I'm cuttin through
Cause I realize
Dealin with women is like dealin with goodwill
It ain't nothing new
I'm fucking through

[Hook; Preston Harris]
Moving so fast now we are
Nearly at the edge bout to jump
Out and
And take flight
Off in the sky
Over the lights
All like it's time
We pay dues
Now we got
Nothin but straight grooves for you
And it just don't stop

[Verse 2 Oktane:]
Look
I do it with passion or not at all
And tell my girl you keep trippin you'll prolly fall
I hate twitter, instagram, facebook
Tumblr's cool
Still check them, think I'm addicted to all of ya'll
Sitting here
Phone in my hand more than stuck
I don't even know if I like it or just bored as fuck
Speaking of stuck I hated weed
And anyone that smoked it
Til I toked it
Passed to a beautiful bitch
Woman, fuck
Sorry I'm high
What it's gon' be like when we make it
I text my girl 'I'm at the studio send me nakeds'
And you know right after the shower she gon' snap for me
Just because I stand up and all these people clap for me
At parties niggas mad because they girl wanna dance with me
But never out of pocket cause they prolly wanna rap for me
Remember long nights
With me price
And lil anthony
And that shit feel like yesterday
I had a crazy past 2 weeks
Niggas know my people
You know my family
You know my squad
Them niggas rap good as fuck man I know it's hard
And by them niggas I mean hit boy price and I
Are the reason the city is finally certified

You niggas hatin is gon' be hypocrites or real enough to admit the shit
Choose quickly
Is you niggas gon' be hypocrites or real enough to admit the shit

I don't know why niggas fronted a while back
Like we ain't shit nigga
Or why LA women fall in love with these ain't-shit-niggas
Or why these ain't-shit-niggas always come 'round lying
Well
I mean, I guess mistakes is proof that you trying
These Brandy 'wanna be down' ass niggas that fronted
See us now with everything that they wanted
But oh no
I need them fake handshakes
I need them 'nigga keep killins'
I need them texts at 3am for the thrilling
I need good weed that feel like penicillin
I need
Better music like dilla that got this feelin
And if you can't supply that
Then you can't supply crack
Which means drug dealers no longer need you
We've got so far to go

[Hook]

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