14,712 Hours Later lyrics
by Baby Jamo
[Intro]
Uh (Uh)
Hey Tall (Hey Tall)
Hey Fox 5 n*gga (Hey, hey on Ahk)
I'm really I'm really back
Hey long live Whites (Hey Whiteboy)
I'm really back n*gga, on Roach (Hey, hey)
Free the men
Long live Whites (Hey Whiteboy)
Free Woah too n*gga, on Ahk (Hey Whiteboy)
Hey, hey free Savage too n*gga
On Roach grave you n*ggas [?] (This a Anti beat)
[?] you n*ggas scared as sh*t [?] (This is Petro Gang)
[Chorus]
n*ggas ain't tryna spin they use them whole hoods for protection (Boom boom boom)
Catch me up in traffic, playing my mirrors, I'm bringing my weapon (Uh, and I'm bringing my weapon)
Keeping it on me you know I'm a felon (Nah for real)
Send Yung Act' thе drop and gonna go test 'em
He strеtch him a n*gga and he gone to the next one
They don't play with this hill we taught 'em a lesson
n*ggas don't play with this rip
You come in the circle, send shots at your whip
Glock 30S with the vec' in that b*tch (Glock 30S)
Backdoor Con Artist right in the dip
n*ggas be mad at Tall I'm lit up and having, a n*gga got back in the mix
Soon as a n*gga start trollin', grab me a mask on Ahk and just f*ck up his rip
[Verse]
Lil' light cash that sh*t on Amiri (Nah for real)
Free all the men that's facing the jury
My opps they rookies, them n*ggas be nervous (Uh, nah for real)
I be moving too militant them n*ggas can't embarrass me
You gon' f*ck with that ho now we know where you live (Nah for real)
Fox 5 no attempts we do all the killin' (We do all the killing)
And we get the drop and on Ahk I'ma pin him (Boom boom boom)
Tell 'em "free Lil' Wardy" he trying to go send 'em
Uh, Fox 5 we put sh*t on the news
One thing 'bout them youngins they trying to go through (They're tryna go through)
They could go tie on they cleats this ain't nothing new (Boom boom boom)
I could switch up my Glock, I could switch up my boots
I go f*ck up the street 'fore I f*ck up a [?] (f*ck up a [?])
Tell 'em "Free SD" all he know is go through (Free SD)
We been giving pressure, this ain't nothing new (Hey Tall for real)
I'm a n*gga that's keeping my dog (Keeping my dog)
Feds get behind me, I'm busting the law
I was f*cking an opp thot she was playing so hard to get and I got in them lil' ass drawers (f*cking an opp thot uh, lil' ass drawers)
I was laying down she loving a n*gga she gone off a n*gga she botted on Dog
Ask the people who run this rap sh*t n*gga I bet they say it's Tall (Hey Tall)
Ask the people who run this shooting sh*t, yeah they say it's Tall (Uh, uh, hey Tall Wall)
n*ggas ain't painting or clicking, yeah, yeah, I don't even know what to call it (Nah for real, b*tch-ass n*ggas)
Free all the men that's stuck in them walls (Free all the men)
Free Lil' O trying to catch him a Balla (Hey free lil' O)
Over the jail he [?] Drac's (Nah for real)
He catch him an opp he ain't doing no stalling
I talk the sh*t for the street (Uh)
Tell 'em "Free 2Active and free Lil Reapa'" (Hey free 2Active)
Can't tell him too much they in for a body (And free Lil Reapa)
Fox 5 Gang we blowin' out heat (Fox 5)
Yeah we might just go up the opps and show 'em some love and spin for a week (Uh, show 'em some love)
n*gga I'm really gon' drag my nuts and long live Whites and Buggs and Reek (Drag my nuts, and long live Whites)
Uh, yeah, and I can't forget about Glock (And Buggs and Reek, long live Glock)
n*gga might got to take that trip up north and go and spark my chop' (Uh, uh) (Spark my chop)
n*gga don't tell me sh*t about the 'Dise we got they hood on lock
n*gga Fox 5 Gang we stand on top of sh*t and empty tops (Uh, empty tops) (Uh)
For real, yeah, and n*gga this just a lil' message (Yeah, long live Buddy)
Long live Buddy his dreads are missing (Long live Buddy uh)
We jhi like punished him sh*t got wicked (On Ahk on Ahk) (Uh, uh)
Yeah we took Glock he stand on point he watching them cars that car that keep fishing (Hey lil' Glock) (Uh, uh)
Long live Whites he used to go carjack sh*t go straight through n*gga was wicked (Hey Whiteboy, hey Whiteboy)
[Chorus]
n*ggas ain't tryna spin they use them whole hoods for protection
Catch me up in traffic, playing my mirrors, I'm bringing my weapon (Uh, uh, I'm bringing my dog)
Keeping it on me you know I'm a felon (I'm keeping it on me)
Send Yung Act' the drop and gonna go test 'em
He stretch him a n*gga and he gone to the next one (Boom boom boom)
They don't play with this hill we taught him 'em lesson (Nah for real)
n*ggas don't play with this rip
You come in the circle, send shots at your whip (For real, nah nah)
Glock 30s with the vec' in that b*tch (Glock 30S)
Backdoor Con Artist right in the dip (Backdoor Con Artist)
n*ggas be mad at Tall I'm lit up and having, a n*gga got back in the mix (Tall, Tall, hey Tall) (Uh, uh)
Soon as a n*gga start trollin', grab me a mask on Ahk and just f*ck up his rip (Fox 5) (Uh)
[Outro]
(For real, b*tch-ass n*gga)
(Hey hey on Ahk, I'm back n*gga on Roach)
(This, this this my sh*t n*gga on Ahk, this sh*t up for you n*ggas)
(Free Savage Wop free lil' O, free SD n*gga, free free [?] n*gga)