Solid lyrics
by Destroy Lonely
[Chorus]
This ain't the first time i been down this road (time)
I had to go get this money, I went and did it for my folks (my folks)
I keep a pint in my bag all the time, 'cause i gotta pour ( i gotta pour)
I keep a couple of pounds right in the truck when I'm on the road (I'm on the road)
I had to send me the truck, send me them pounds, send me them hoes (send me them ho-)
I gotta stay silent, I stay silent for my bros (for my bros)
I gotta stay loyal, I put trust in all of my hoes (all my ho)
[Verse 1]
Black and white diamonds, huh, oreo
Everytime i step outside, yeah thats fosho'
Every song i made, yeah they just recite it in my show (in my show)
I get paid featuring them, huh, think i was the poet
I rock all all black, I don't rock all white, I don't do coke (I don't do coke)
Please don't try, yeah i call up my slime to wipe it down
No he not this, he can't touch my b*tch, that's why he mad
I get fly, yeah they postin' candid pics yeah my b*tches dance
I get higher than a jacket that's outside
And b*tch im more fried than a pack of french fries
Trying to get to this cash, b*tch I damn near lost my mind (lost my mind)
Last time I popped molly, it felt like I died (felt like I died)
[Chorus]
This ain't the first time i been down this road (time)
I had to go get this money, I went and did it for my folks (my folks)
I keep a pint in my bag all the time, 'cause i gotta pour ( i gotta pour)
I keep a couple of pounds right in the truck when I'm on the road (I'm on the road)
I had to send me the truck, send me them pounds, send me them hoes (send me them ho-)
I gotta stay silent, I stay silent for my bros (for my bros)
I gotta stay loyal, I put trust in all of my hoes (all my ho)
[Verse 2]
I don't even like to drop 'cause they gon' steal all my flows
Keep this swag on like I don't even pop like half of my clothes
Keep my b*tch on lock, huh, I downloaded, she uploaded
Keep my wrist on lock, yea it's on freeze, you better watch your ho
I do vet on much, huh, I do vetements, I'm talkin' 'bout clothes
I got designer merch, come to the show and shop at all these stores
I stay stoned out, yea, itchin from all of these dranks that I pour
And I'm not talkin' 'bout liqour, b*tch I'm talkin' 'bout pro', huh co'
Yeah this codeine, and this purple drank, im talkin' 'bout lean
Everytime I'm steppin' out, shawty I'm fresh, shawty I'm clean
Talkin' 'bout [?] arrested b*tch, face it b*tch, he not me
I don't know who he think he is, he not him, he not me
(huh, killa)
[Chorus]
This ain't the first time i been down this road (time)
I had to go get this money, I went and did it for my folks (my folks)
I keep a pint in my bag all the time, 'cause i gotta pour ( i gotta pour)
I keep a couple of pounds right in the truck when I'm on the road (I'm on the road)
I had to send me the truck, send me them pounds, send me them hoes (send me them ho-)
I gotta stay silent, I stay silent for my bros (for my bros)
I gotta stay loyal, I put trust in all of my hoes (all my ho)