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I was on that endo in purple,
Mixed in spray with syrup,
The club singing circles,
Now I'm on that Urkel.
I'm squared out,
Squared up and square beer like squares,
Wherever I'm I wear belts,
I put on braces and I wear love,
Cause I be on a mission,
Like city union missions,
You've been groovin' out the tensions,
They're positively witty,
You just ask my brothers solo,
He was with me, with no soda
I used to be a dog, from Kansas
Ain't no toro, I've been married for years now
That's hope for the projects, cause it's my baby mama
We stop sinning, God bless, we ride with so hard
You can smell the tire tread, burning up the pavement
Like a big block on datans
And shout out to the mamas, pray and tell mine I made it
That hood tried to kill me, but he changed my situation
Now I go so hard and the flow still go
But it all look better, cause the gospel go
And I'm tryna put on my life, real life
That I make up be like
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, this Pico hard to go
This beat's singing like Tina, so I beat it like Ike
And Top Mix like Scotty, so I feel like Mike
But the Top Gun, we shootin' forward to where it's ours, you know
And to live it out so hard, you'll scream how hard it go
Like, I'm just being stupid
I can hear somebody saying sauce, get back to the music
Forget the music, what we doin' in real life
You can meet me at my house on Friday to PM, that's right
I be with Deacon and Drake, and we be gettin' it in
We jumpin' in this Bible, tryna kill our scene
Ain't nobody lovin' they wives, and takin' care of their kids
And that ain't nothin' special, they just bein' real men
And they don't want no bribe, shout out to the role models
Book on me, hook is fillin' the hood, tryna show the hood who to follow
And God in love, enjoyin' quality, it's where I stand
So tell the mother rappers, they gotta pop them on their hands
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, this Pico hard to go, so hard to go
I'm red octagon proof, take off in the space shuttle
Land inside the booth, beautiful feet
And you ain't gotta stare in my shoes
He made me cleaner than my sneakers, now I'm sharin' the fruit
If you a soldier in the war, war round the truth
We go faster than the Talion Coops
Poof, I'm gone, NASCAR solar system
I put the bait on the hook, then I go fish
Hit the town with my coalition
And we be on that Bible medicine, or we'll turn by Bola Christian
A recession couldn't even hinder a holy livin'
The stocks crash, but my God's still overgivin'
And that make me go green like bodybuildin' lean tight
Shine like brights on green right, and green on gold, and pink twice
Shine like brights on green right, and bodybuildin' lean tight
And then make me go green like
Now this Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
This Pico hard to go, so hard to go, so hard to go
Just keep the right down
Just keep the right down
