backyard

, 'aight play the shit, gon' grab that fifth, grab that eighth, got what you need, blow that dope, don't get too high, from the third coast to the west coast, come take this ride, let me tell the tale of how i got turned scott, over one lost trip to the sky, let me tell the tale cause you throwed the tail, when you said i could make it this high, who knew? god dammit who knew?, the grass ain't greener on the other side, it's just blue, you can really identify when you lookin' in your eyes, you ready to ride, that's true, when they look in my eyes, they see that roll, how scotty entired that juice, had my back against that wall, every time i felt so cold, my daddy ain't comin' home 'til fall, that's why my pimp game so moist, had that du-rag and all, had a 20 year old bitch in high school, wasn't no tellin' what travy might do, on the south side of that hou, hollup, let's take it back to that room, no car but still had drop, just a hundred niggas standin' outside, life's a beach with lot of sand on the lot, i'm a ride for all of my niggas, they forever here by my side, it was just 8 niggas in a two bedroom, no leg room, that was last june, yeah yeah, yeah yeah forreal, fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout me, nigga, let it be known, yeah it's that real, yeah yeah forreal, forreal, fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout, we them niggas everybody talkin' 'bout, it's that real, yeah, forreal, backyard, we chillin', backyard, we drinkin', smokin', homie brought out the liquor, backyard, we gettin' high, back backyard, we chillin', back backyard, we smokin', drinkin', back backyard, we gettin' high, verses, one day you'll find your purpose, now my show's packed out like churches, fans never missin' out a word on the verses, never sit around, just workin', it was worth it, that's for certain, i deserve it, lord knows we don't get tired, did more dirt than a derby, momma worked for at&t and we still ain't get that service, she stayed in/out the hospital, you know that made me nervous, still step out the house to smell so fresh, fresh like detergent, if a bitch don't want me, don't need them still got my jergens, and you can keep the herpes, call erbie, no house light on, cop light on, fuck this journey, you heard me, you heard me, now swervin', hittin' curbs, and my nigga, my nigga came home so it just got real,