"Turtle Race"
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Uh
Yeah, uh
Mm, yeah
Look (Uh)
Mm (Uh)
Yeah
Back to back rollin' up, four in the morning, thinkin' about my nigga
Lord knows that I'ma miss ya (Oh yeah)
Sometimes my life get super wild and I be wishin' I was with you (Oh)
But the turtle race continues
Won't dot the door without my pistol
Just know whenever they come and get me, it's gon' be a bang-out (Grrah)
Long live Bangout, he was the first to leave on this journey (Yeah)
Lord, don't let me leave this earth so early (Yeah)
Let me watch my seeds grow and flourish (Flourish)
Promise to change my ways, I'm goin' corporate
Mama say this where the thuggin' end
I wonder who gon' fix my heart, I wonder who gon' wipe my tears (Yeah)
Wonder why my life hard, I wonder when my pain gon' heal
And tell the feds I know they real, don't want no smoke with 'em (Yeah)
But they had my brother, I had to come and get him
So many niggas fell a victim, lost off in the system
I hit my knees, God came and got me (Yeah)
So many court dates and funerals, tribulations and trials
Snakes with handshakes, crossed and crooked smiles
From the streets to the bunk, from the bunk to the streets
Thug life ain't dead, believe me
And for my niggas locked down, at war with the system (Yeah)
I promise to come and get ya
And to my niggas dead and gone up in heaven, know I miss ya
The turtle race continue, the turtle race continue, nigga
Mm-mm (Uh), mm-mm, yeah
Turtle race, turtle race (Turtle race)
The turtle race continue, nigga (Uh)
Yeah, uh, mm-mm-mm (Yeah, yeah)
The turtle race, yeah, the turtle race
For sure
Yeah
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