Preston Harris - So Far to Go (Freestyle) lyrics

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Preston Harris - So Far to Go (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Price] I'm lost tryna find life, supposed to follow behind Christ But at night be texting old girl to see what that behind like Been in my word lately tryna spend my time right But stressed out smoking herb tryna get my mind right Am I a hypocrite or real enough to admit the sh**? Am I a hypocrite or real enough to admit the sh**? (n***a) If you don't know nothing bout price know I'm s**a-proof Yeah I'm number one but gon' forever push the number two My daddy had the gla** house and he had on colors too And I was in the back, my head was bobbing with a cup of juice Got a little older playing pogs, I was scuffing shoes Then I started hooping, ya boy was getting buckets too In middle school, me and Ju was the trouble two Clipse grindin' or Dipset what we was crumpin' to Dre, Kanye, OutKast we was bumpin' to And all them slow Pretty Ricky songs we was humpin' to Robert Kelly Grind bumpin' to, then I started trouble oooh High school, I always used to disrespect the substitute Now I'm in the office Mama mad cause she coming through I'm in that b**h talkin' back like I do what I wanna do She smackin me across the head like boy what type of son are you? Matter fact go pack your bags i had enough of you (Get the f** out my house!), f** it cool I hit 2nd street where all the homies tucking 2's They hit the alley and duck and shoot, might f** around and then bucket you Raised around guns but quick to show you how them knuckles do I swear this sh** ain't nothin' cool, so I tried to get away And fell in love with you Music my getaway, I hope I'm cuttin' through Cause I realize, dealin' with women is like dealin' with goodwill It ain't nothing new, I'm f**ing through [Hook: Preston Harris] Moving so fast now we are Nearly at the edge bout to jump Out and, and take flight off in the sky Over the lights, all like its time We pay dues, now we got Nothin' but straight grooves for you And it just don't stop [Verse 2: Oktane] Look, I do it with pa**ion or not at all, and tell my girl you keep trippin' you'll probably fall I hate Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, Tumblr's cool, still check them, think I'm addicted to all of y'all Sitting here, phone in my hand more than stuck, I don't even know if I like it or just bored as f** Speaking of stuck i hated weed, and anyone that smoked it, 'til I toked it, pa**ed to a beautiful bi--, woman, f** Sorry I'm high, what it's gon' be like when we make it, I text my girl 'I'm at the studio send me nakeds' And you know right after the shower she gon' snap for me, just because I stand up and all these people clap for me At parties n***as mad because they girl wanna dance with me, but never out of pocket cause they probably wanna rap for me Remember long nights, with me Price, and Lil Anthony, and that sh** feel like yesterday, I had a crazy past two weeks n***as know my people, you know my family, you know my squad, them n***as rap good as f** man I know it's hard And by them n***as I mean Hit Boy Price and I, are the reason the city is finally certified You n***as hatin is gon' be hypocrites or real enough to admit the sh**?, choose quickly Is you n***as gon' be hypocrites or real enough to admit the sh**? I don't know why n***as fronted a while back, like we ain't sh** n***a, or why LA women fall in love with these ain't-sh**-n***as Or why these ain't-sh**-n***as always come 'round lying, well, I mean, I guess mistakes is proof that you tryin' These Brandy 'wanna be down' a** n***as that fronted, see us now with everything that they wanted, but oh no I need them fake handshakes, I need them 'n***a keep k**ins', I need them texts at 3am for the thrillin' I need good weed that feel like penicillin I need, better music like Dilla that got this feelin' And if you can't supply that, then you can't supply crack, which means drug dealers no longer need you, we've got so far to go [Hook] Moving so fast now we are, nearly at the edge bout to jump Out and, and take flight, Off in the sky, Over the lights, all like its time We pay dues, Now we got, nothin' but straight grooves for you And it just don't stop