3G - Requiem Lyrics

Lyrics Requiem - 3G



Back been up against the wall, way too caught up in allure
On my knees no padded floor, praisin' Lord and breakin' law
I need this shit asap, they tellin' me to face facts
Talent don't replace stats, brother caught a case last, week
And I need another meal, way too tired of rice and beans
My life been full of thrills, but supplied by foolish schemes
My supply of bullets seems like a GTA cheat code
Unloadin' clips of metaphors only streets know
Cities count us out then it's BG with the intercept
3G in yo mouth talkin' shit, where your dentist
Stank breath, dangerous, watch yo dame she undress
Cut 'til she split in two, now her name is dutchess
Cruisin' down Florence to the 710,
Switchin' lanes, Martin King, then back to work again
That's my morning grind, this my second cup of joe
Now I'm wreckin' all these minds, 'til they reckon that I blow
Ice is gelato, cop it don't borrow
Shopliftin' shit, ain't no pot here to piss
So I hop in the whip, lemme ride out ride out
Forget to forget, lemme find out find out
Ice is gelato, cop it don't borrow
Shopliftin' shit, ain't no pot here to piss
So I hop in the whip, lemme ride out ride out
Forget to forget, lemme find out find out, now
Sugar, sugar, honey iced tea, I been livin' Hi-C
If ya feelin' me, ya feelin' me, no need to sight see
They say that life's a trip so I always watch my steps
Jumpin' thru these hoops cause I'm over my regrets
'Bout all the shit I coulda, woulda, shoulda,
Can't go back and do it now, paper back and 40oz
Major stacks I dream about, but all you did was shoot 'em down
Tell me what's the motive, aimin' at some coversation all your words are loaded
Bustin' off miss Jared Goff ram it down my throat
Believe in me when no one does, tell me how you cope
Sugar, sugar, honey iced tea, I been livin' Hi-C
If ya feelin' me, ya feelin' me, no need to sight see
Ice is gelato, cop it don't borrow
Shopliftin' shit, ain't no pot here to piss
So I hop in the whip, lemme ride out ride out
Forget to forget, lemme find out find out
Ice is gelato, cop it don't borrow
Shopliftin' shit, ain't no pot here to piss
So I hop in the whip, lemme ride out ride out
Forget to forget, lemme find out find out, now



Writer(s): Rudolph Gallegos


3G - Summer Check-In
Album Summer Check-In
date of release
26-07-2019




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