Lyrics Distance - Crisis Renegade

Bad bitches on the interstate keep your distance from me and my woes
In the bait ends with some bait friends like scarecrows to that dro
Stay real don't fake then need 100 bills before the day ends
Clean my garden out there's no snakes then but there's blood dripping from the rose
Woah thinking bout keeping me close
Bitches be speaking the most
Hold up slow
Beg you don't think its a joke
My gs are doing the most
You don't know
Think you should read up and start it
No brudda go check out the post
Read all about it like Huffington
Yeah I be puffing on somthing that's sticky you gross ew you

You you acting hasty don't think that you faze me I'm chilling I'm cozy
Just cos we chilling don't think that you winning don't think that you know me
Divine machines and love saves them all then pave ways for me and my homies
Stop
Fuck it play we all renegades
Fuck what they say we all grown g

Oh yeah that's so finger lickin come and put that pussy in my tongue
Oh shit it ain't that deep just two friends having fun
Bad bs want a workout getting physical
In the hotel making miracles
Make it bend back let me get at you
Let me run
Slum living had the best chase
Came a long way from the estates
Gotham living like I'm batman
White boy in all black man
Yeah yeah it's so dark here they pill-popping at the back man
If she DTF then you know that ima waka waka like I'm pac man
Like I been eating off my own plate
Been working with my own clique
Soz bro you be so late
Oh no you don't know shit
I can pick and go
I don't pick and mix
I ain't ever switch
Like yamaouchi may he rest in peace
Burning riot cops saying fuck police