Clyde Carson - Mile away (feat. master p) lyrics

In the middle of the fake sh** real n***as punk out You can see me from a mile away x2 (Clyde Carson) Yeah, we holler with that drop out All my n***as got the same dress Get money, live big And she trashy, used to drop me off Now it's foggie, cause I got a Benz Racks by the park, b**h All my n***as have the blow No love for a park b**h Hittin' dollas by the liquor store Ain't no more born fibe on the weed(?) Just fo' me, I need at least an o.z Goin' hard in the pay, O.G I'mma get it high lid, homie, n***a In the middle of the fake sh** real n***as punk out You can see me from a mile away x2 (Master P.) Cartoon n***as, yeah, we call 'em Bruce Wayne Bust it up, bend the hood, got two dames n***a run, who blame? Go bang bang I'll go, everything call it trinidad Two bad b**hes wit me, yeah, I'm into that Got caught, chopped up, where the ceiling at? Got the rap game doped up, feelin' that Big co*k cussin' on this b**h, feelin' that Hating n***as taking motherf**ing high angles From the bay rap ghost (???) n***a giant on these real n***as (alright) Team madre cups from my real n***as (?) And my 2k shades, call 'em B40 b**hes get up and the ghost gon' get naughty We don't play checkers, n***a, we play chess When it comes to the street sh**, I'm the best In the middle of the fake sh** real n***as punk out You can see me from a mile away x2 (Clyde Carson) Outta town, got the price up Now I got a fat house Ain't that (???), golf course Neighbors love it when I'm in it now Got a view from the third floor Fireplace in the backyard Hall of famous livin' next door All my goons got a (???) Cross country, put some hours in the Benz Light the city, New York, by Mianis Set the ball, we ain't neva follow trance Set down, she put the world in my hands I just wanna smash when the stacks up So I can feel good when the red do You can miss me wit the bullsh** Gettin' money what I'm into In the middle of the fake sh** real n***as punk out You can see me from a mile away x2