Pippen ft. Northeast Redz Lyrics

Ripping and running

You know I'm committed

A drought in my city

I really ain't tripping

Hop on a plane

Or a train from them gremlins

Two k I wanna ball like Pippen

Two k I get the ball Im swishing

Shoot for myself

I don't need no assistant

Niggas be snitching

I aint going tell on myself

That's the reason

I'm keeping my distance

Feed all the fishes

And catching the whales

Free all my niggas

Who cant get a bail

Beating the system

Evading the cells

Life in the trenches

Prepare you for jail

I'm living wrong

It's leading to wealth

I bought some raw

I'm needing to sell

They hit my nigga forty with a L

You know my nigga surely didn't tell

(Ooouuu) I'm bouta

Run up some numbers again

I'm bouta Fuck up the summer again

Back in the day

I already was lit

Temperature stuck on one hundred and ten

Fuck the corona

I'm already sick

Cause the system imprisoning

All of my friends

One come home

Two more go in

Life Is a game we playing to win

I'm on the same thing

Ain't shit change

I just want the money

I don't want fame

Road running out the state to get it

If the phone ring

They want caine

Im a don dada

With a plain jane

And i need gas just to maintain

If two k slide

Then Im riding with him

When we see the target

Then it's bang bang

I got trust issues

But you knew that

Even in the stu

I'm like who that

They pull us over

On the way to the show

They going be like

Damn man who straps

Got the squad with me

And they all with it

We don't point no fingers

Bitch we all did it

Free my lor mans

He had great aim

I seen his work

He hit all fit it

And we got the gas

Man this pack

Called the carrol

My phone ring

For designer and girl

I jump on these beats

And get Ill with it

In the booth

You might think imma url

Lawnmower we will

Cut em like Daryl

War time we be

Spinning like squirrels

When we pop out

We be all clean

With the racks on us

We be shining like pearls