Well$ - Bike Safety lyrics

rate me

Momma, I know you want the best for me

But I don’t think Heaven’s ready for me

I’m standing at the gates of hell

And I only post songs

So my niggaz never post-bail

And all these song lyrics

Yeah they’re so driven

For general is court tripping

All my idles slippin’

I can’t even look up to niggaz anymore

A nigga with the chip on his shoulder rappin’ on the floor

Get me closer nigga

That’s your ass

You’re trustin’ the squad and the numbers

Abundance of having nothing probably fueling my hunger

My nigga, that's a catch-22, to duplicate what I do

You gon' need two of you

Because, look

I been grinding for my brother and them

And we go well to niggaz that want the summer to end

I ain’t a fool

But I can come up to change

My name on your lips

Bitch it ain’ a problem

If it’s an issue you know I got them

Look, I’ve got the squad screaming who are you

Keep it close Niggaz dancin’ in tut us

And they’re dancin’ in their new shoes

Homies just take a ride

And it was pleasant

Niggaz was keeping it real

And it was keeping the money and sack

But fuck it

I don’t really want to fuck with you

And they told me this was a freestyle

And this is all I got