Long Live lyrics

[Intro]
Long live the guys you heard me
Free the guys you n*ggas know what the f*ck the business is you heard me
Head yougin you heard me

[Verse]
Ridin’ with my 60 got me feeling like I’m Nipsey
Beaucoup murders in my city
I know not to leave my glizzy
In my rear view I ain’t slippin’ pull inside I bet I flip it
Spent a bag on them switches name a youngin f*ckin’ with us
Frontline with my killers we ain’t dodging rats with n*ggas
Talk to brookie hope she feel me, leave you ‘lone ain’t my intentions
Clutch my pistol dodging sentences
Catch a opp I bet I kill him
FaceTime me a n*gga this real beef no I ain’t slippin’
I still got them charges pending leave the streets no I ain’t with it
My n*gga told he a witness, thought he was solid but he flippin’
sh*t, speaking of that flippin’ we makin’ mama’s bury children
Shoot ‘em all f*ck a witness, whoever out there get the business
From high speeds in the trenches, them brand new glizzys with extensions
My mama tried but I ain’t listen
My n*gga died now I’m fishing
At the graveyard with my .50, behind the guys we overkilling
I don’t know ‘bout them older n*ggas, but the city know we drillin’
He ain’t tired he steady spinnin’ V say that we trippin’
I’m down to smoke the whole bid, who say they rollin’ on my n*gga?
You better have that cutter with you
I’m a young soldier n*gga, I’m runnin’ with some cold killers, fill the rental up with switches
Talk on the net these n*ggas b*tches, behind that wall I’m gangster n*gga
I been a problem with a pistol, you know about yougin been official
Was tryna cross sh*t out the picture before you even went on a mission
Pull up stalk out where you livin’
Brand new chop came with a titty
All my glizzys got extensions went out wrong I get the blicky
Hope God forgive me know I’m sinning
I throw some shots and lock your engine
On house arrest my cutter with me
This b*tch a fully I ain’t trippin’
Long live my n*ggas I ain’t trippin’, we ain’t never gon’ stop killing
[Outro]
Yeah man you heard me
You n*ggas know the f*ck the business is you heard me
Long live the guys b*tch, free the guys you heard me
You n*ggas ain’t on sh*t man all you n*ggas pus*y
You heard me
I walk around this b*tch with fully auto cutters you heard me
Got me feeling like I’m in the cartel you heard me
b*tch we fully gang, bully gang you heard me
We got fully glizzys, fully chops, we got whatever
And when them crackers let me out the box I’m tryna put a n*gga in a box you heard me