Corner Boy P

Corner Boy P - 15 Racks lyrics

rate me

Two eyes killed in the splash of grandma, yeah

Working, work out in the same day, nigga!

Cocking weed on the same scale

Rising doing third underneath my fingernails

And I'm hearing like these niggas won't do me

But fucking knowing ain't nothing new to me

.. over an afternoon...

With toast about the... and how we gonna do

And to my niggas and myself I'm the truest

So fuck y'all, don't do it, I'mma do it!

Cause money talks, bullshit, where's the marathon

And I'm straight like the table I was counting on

And I'm a nigga you can count on

To deliver and do what it say,

cause these niggas today ain't no man...

Quick the switch on you, like all I heat up the same..

So if you got the real niggas by your side, hold on!

Cause you never know when you gonna lose them

And if they kill ya nigga, don't cry for

Nigga, you ride for

Chorus:

And I came too far

It's too late to go back, nigga

Grind the stack,

cause coming from the streets it was either tramp or rap

Trying to see a hundred thousand off a fifteen racks!

And if you fall off, nigga get back up!

I lost some niggas, came home, got luck back up

And some scandalous bitches, they're so shysty

Be fucking the enemies, gotta watch who you're wifying

Sway cease, leather piping

Double pocket for the sex,

5th avenue when you spend like I spend

They gotta help you with your bags

We ain't call the shit bagging more like glad to have

Cause you know, a dead man can't spend shit, nigga

And he can't take you with him, uh!

So pour out expensive liquor

And burn a .. for me while you reminiscent, nigga

And make a ... be a hell of day

Get money, fuck a model day and make sure I'm awake

You let all of my bitches kiss my ring

And let my... while the bitch change, nigga

But that's my mother fucking lil man

And let my daughter hear my fly shit

Cause she know that if forever was some fly shit, nigga

And I came too far,

Chorus:

And I came too far

It's too late to go back, nigga

Grind the stack,

cause coming from the streets it was either tramp or rap

Trying to see a hundred thousand off a fifteen racks!

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