Slidin’ lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I've been runnin up a check
Slidin', gang members hopping out with TEC's, uh

[Chorus]
I've been runnin' up a check
Slidin', gang members hopping out with TEC's
n*ggas can't afford this price on my neck
Glock-19 when I'm slidin' through the 'jects
I lost my lil brother to these streets
So it ain't a question why I gotta keep the heat
A lot of n*ggas mad, I spent a dub in a week
I be seeing death when I close my eyes to sleep

[Verse 1]
And next I'ma bust down a watch
n*ggas always hidin' when we slidin' on the opps
Asking hella questions I'ma take you for a cop
Think it's fun and games 'til a n*gga get shot
n*ggas going broke tryna stunt
I been in a different time zone for a month
Lot of n*ggas hate me cause they know that I'm the one
I just hope I Iive long enough to have a son
Brand new forty, Smith & Wesson
Tryna stop smoking, but n*gga I been stressin'
Gone off the drugs, sh*t in life I still question
Like why my n*gga gone, why I gotta keep a weapon?
Oh I need answers
I need less stressin' and I need more dancers
I need more family around and less randoms
I need more times when you ride it at random
I need one time when you ride it on camera
I need less talk and more action, lights, camera
You say you lonely, I slide down like Santa
I just might taste if you blowing like candles
I get you wet let it drip to your ankle
I put my tongue everywhere I could taste you
And I got so deep from the side, I got angles
And I always keep you tied up like we tangled
I swear I hate fussin' and fightin'
We ridin' around with chops, ain't no tussling and fightin'
I swear I hate fussin' and fightin'
We ridin' around with chops, ain't no tussling and fightin'
Throw it, throw it back, watch you ride it
Diamonds on diamonds, I still ain't decided
Don't share with public what we do in private
I see them hundreds and I get excited
And I'm really in the north
No Porsche, ridin' with the semi in the north
Put on for the whole damn city that's of course
And I know nobody f*ckin' with me on the course
Ayy, all these n*gga wanna be me
Sayin that's it funk and they gon' see me when they see me
Chains on my neck get popped just for reachin'
n*ggas talkin' crazy, slide down, meet the demon
b*tch I'm a dog, I'ma vet 'cause I'm seasoned
n*ggas gettin stretched for respect that's the reason
n*ggas acting like they want beef but they vegan
I just want the hundreds, all the rest you can keep it
She wanna f*ck me all the time, she be fiending
Glock on my hip, slide down, get to squeezing
n*ggas really starving but be talking like they eating
What you made in a year, I done made in a weekend
[Chorus]
I've been runnin' up a check
Slidin', gang members hopping out with TEC's
n*ggas can't afford this price on my neck
Glock-19 when I'm slidin' through the 'jects