YP - Too Long lyrics
rate meI don’t care about nobody else
Cause I’ve been on these streets
For too long, too long, too long
Baby I’ve been on these streets
Sold dope with the best of them
Shattered out with the rest of them
Still got my chest up
Ball out and now I’m next up
I’ve been through, what you go through seen or heard
Better check my roots
P do and I had a long talk with birdie
Said get my loot
Coop flow with my visor down
Cause these haters blocking my view
Couple hoes with my panel
Like I nigga flip with no channels
Pack heat like flanels
Make steel toes no sandals
17 to them hunned clips
See how much shit can you handle
I’m south side, I’m east rays
I spin guts like deejays
Get a rap no lee way, straight to the max like t j
I’m retail, they old sale
No, better go and sale
I get dough and I fuck hoes
Let me blow they sales
Count it up it’s all there nigga
Look at what I sold
Spending money like ball players niggas and that’s on my soul
Want some and I lost some
Made it out and I’m bout some
Half the niggas don’t know that it’s called the trap
Cause of the outcome!
[Hook]
I don’t care about nobody else
Cause I’ve been on these streets for too long
I don’t care about nobody else
Cause I’ve been on these streets for too long
I don’t care about nobody else
Cause I’ve been on these streets for too long
For too long, too long, too long
Cap a whip with a pole in it
Seen a friend with a hole in him
Seen a preacher had a hoe with him
Seen a fiend wear no limits
I seen it all, I’m post the ball
Neck look like I need an ...
I still hustle while I keep recording
Like a little kid tryina buy a gun boss
Nigga what you here for,
Nigga what you live for?
family first and my money second
That’s the type of shit I kill for
And my flow dope and my paper runnin
They soft aside ain’t got more votes
No joke, reefer tolting, I’m steady smokin like toll boats
I remember when a nigga had to scrape up ...to get 1o
That money come and they start to hate
Tell em miss all ...
I do this, your paper funny, my stash foolish
No shoulder pads, no helmet on
But I’m in the field and I’m jukin
Everyday’s like new year’s eve
Day and night they shootin
You ain’t getting no paper charlie nigga
What the fuck is you doing?
So fuck them fuck niggas
No I don’t trust niggas
They see through, they don’t know how to play they role
I say good luck nigga!
[Hook]
I don’t care about nobody else
Cause I’ve been on these streets for too long
I don’t care about nobody else
Cause I’ve been on these streets for too long
I don’t care about nobody else
Cause I’ve been on these streets for too long
For too long, too long, too long
...to take another hit, another subtle tone
Girl I had for you ... and you just feel the weed
I’m just singing bout a bitch while I’m blowing out the steam
I know I got my issues running through...flow
And I’ma keep on smoking till I can’t get another note
Uh, but until that
I got to move on, I got to move on.
