Larry Jayy - Bladadah lyrics

[Produced by Larry Jayy x Authentic] [Verse 1] You steady screaming out your team But you snitching on them Extensions on them triple breams come with zippers on it I stood solid drop some knowledge got your liquids flowing Mama I ain't make it out of college is you disappointed? They want the old me when Mr was just in the motion It's money over all b**hes I don't miss a moment I miss my daughter when gearing up to hit the road I wish father here whenever I get a whiff of smoke Don't miss the wave of Mr LA caught up in the go You can never be near to know I been planning my miracles Had to manage my fears and grow Incoming money calls dope on the line Poke your nose in my bars there's some dope in disguise Ain't you fed up yet? All this fake trap rap ain't develop yet Blower came out the box like a clarinet Throw the scope on the top what you staring at My n***a setting weed shops up in every set I be wearing my set ten summers charm Til I'm tearing out the hair on my chest That's on my son breath I'm a leader A real feeder I'll bleed you like designer sneakers Mr without a feature only less its fully loaded Come through and separate the building chopper bungaloaded OK enough of that fly sh** I'm overheads On some south of Dubai bandanas on my head My n***as learn how to ride standing on stolen pegs Where do we go when we die and we already dead I hit the sand on my last leg and my flag red no flag hole I can hit your block and make your trap close n***as that be fronting got no backbone I seen the future n***as pa**ed on me And all your new sh** I had last summer Black bomber 90 starter with the mags under Come to the middle pick a shooter with no draft number You can never see the thriller cos the mask on From A to P we flee the villas when the crash come [Refrain] From A to P we flee the villas when the crash come I pray my n***as flee the villas 'fore the crash come I pray my n***as flee the villas 'fore the crash come I pray my n***as flee the villas 'fore when crash come [Verse 2] Well since I'm bodying beats I keep my eyes in these streets I hear the creeping of feet that's why the ride in my reach Don't take that leap of deceit I don't think to retreat I rather die on my feet than not compete in these streets I turn that Jeep to a fleet [?] your fleece I don't speak to police my lawyer fees don increased Spray the scene like fabreeze then ammonia the sink Drop my phone in a drink and I'm gone in a blink I need a moment to think n***a I don bought a whole n***a suite That's why theres cameras everywhere only drones can see I got hammers and drills [?] on feet These n***as at a standstill ain't nothing close to me n***a my OMMIO blinged out Theres crackheads still know me from that corner house Neighbors that never used to speak that scream my govvy out They waving at me cause I used to take their daughter down I'm Mr all-around south central golden child Mouth full of quarter pounds black coupe with the white roof Call it Colin Powell Turn it down Juice they said n***as might shoot you Tell 'em I can't stop winning n***a feelings die mutual I'm certified coo-coo and my colors not neutral if you banging And you banging n***a f** it I salute you b**hes turn homies and homies just got religious They heard I had lost my vicious..