Yung Gleesh - Long Way lyrics

[Chorus] [?] n***a on the long way [?] the long way Blocks the long way four grams the long way Codeine the long way flip this sh** the long way Chilling on bricks the long way up the long way Yeah the long way walk the long way yeah the long way walk the long way Send that sh** the long way yeah the long way flip that sh** the long way Yeah the long way yeah the long way [Verse 1:] Bras gon get dropped when i'm pushing the clock Work with the work and I never could stop Serve them good goog and they got me good gua 2 packs on 2 blocks i'm serving 2 blocks 2pac and Biggie im better gua Streets will be sweeping the streets that you mopped Streets say you soft and streets say you tough These are the same streets that say that you cop These are the same streets that say that You not say what you are eat with a thot Who woulda thought that i'm dropping the blocks When the topping i'm watching I watch from my trunk Who woulda thought in the time of my prime And the time of my shine I could take a good slump Who woulda ever thought, who woulda never brought Ask yo grandpapa now ask yo girl Java now Serving some Tylenol serving some Adderall asking [?] Blessing off working the [?] Forward the lateral paddler compatible [?] Itinerary factories i'm using my managers I use my hands and my n***as just handle you Candlestick light in yo face on [?] Yo boy better stop cause my n***a i'm telling you [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I got racks on me the pill way long white n***a all by yo self And a DC snuffing I ain't gleesh I ain't worried bout teuch [?] Tryna f** around with this set Got a four five extendo everything the long way Treat yo b**h like a runway I'm a first cla** player just diving in Long way long way molly dick I had to stiffen up the dick b**h away [?] Choked it down like some [?] the kid Heard you got racks and you ain't rocking the long way Ain't got yo [?] boy lay that [?] down I'm on three type of d** n***a lay my a** down Miley Cyrus got me stuck with a mean lil frown sh** don't know if ima f** her tryna lay her a** down Least she can tell a long way since you done f** get yo dick s**ed Kiss em ever trust nope we ain't tryna miss it [?] had some homies in the kitchen Skeet [?] on white did I mention it Sean Gleesh put me all on this feature Long distance phone call can I reach her did I grind the wrong bag that ain't reefer Paper full what the f** what the f** real long way just caught another [?] [Chorus]