Lyrics So Long - Junechi Yong

My heart been racing and I cannot take it
And I just been trying to hold on
Put him on money and they shitted on me
I told them pussy boys so long
The judge gave em 8 did em so wrong
Family ain′t seen em in so long
I keep a chopper I'll do em like proctor
Look at that damn barrel it′s so long
I keep two bitches I'm in the middle
Nigga tried to play me like I'm a fiddle
Wild′n on any instrumental
Blew his top like cola mixed with the mentos
Diamonds on me wet I keep the tool out
Try to take my hardware we gon have a shoot out

Heard them niggas playing peek a boo plotting on me fuck it
Jewelry on me no matter where I go
I ain′t buy this chain to tuck it
Sad part is it be niggas that you grew up with
Shorty asking questions don't worry who I pull up with
Just be careful with the decision that you come up with
And be prepared for consequences that you get stuck with
I learned a lot of lessons hanging with a punk bitch
Like .22 rounds ain′t a weapon to try ya luck with
And if you decide to up that pole you better dump quick
And if she toxic let her go if she with that dumb shit
I told shorty ass to hold up
Told that hoe call my phone first if you gon roll up
Planning a trip to California and I'm gon roll up
Smoking on bushes get you zooted taste like fruit roll ups
Tell that nigga what′s the hold up
Late fee added on if you owe us
Choppers out every window make the SUV look like a tow truck

My heart been racing and I cannot take it
And I just been trying to hold on
Put him on money and they shitted on me
I told them pussy boys so long
The judge gave em 8 did em so wrong
Family ain't seen em in so long
I keep a chopper I′ll do em like proctor
Look at that damn barrel it's so long
I keep two bitches I'm in the middle
Nigga tried to play me like I′m a fiddle
Wild′n on any instrumental
Blew his top like cola mixed with the mentos
Diamonds on me wet I keep the tool out
Try to take my hardware we gon have a shoot out

High risk high reward I swear I'll never settle
I pray to my god and then dance with the devil
Surviving through hell cause this ice on my bezel
Since I had children you hoes don′t seem special
I made it through so much and dealt with the pain
I beat on my chest as I walk through the rain
Thought that I'd go insane
But I had to maintain
All this money bet I won′t see depression again
Car beep beep when I switch through lanes
Target practice I got pistol aim
Two in his wisdom for that dental pain
That pink slip mine fuck a rental rate
Jimmy choo sneakers boy what an outfit
Don't let it fool you I′ll knock you out quick
No Airbnb I own my house bitch
Lil bro said don't hit his line for less than ounces
Wake up in the morning like let's get fly today
Catching flights sometimes I need to hide away
Stay in ya lane please don′t you die today
Hot barrel to his nostrils bitch you slime today

My heart been racing and I cannot take it
And I just been trying to hold on
Put him on money and they shitted on me
I told them pussy boys so long
The judge gave em 8 did em so wrong
Family ain′t seen em in so long
I keep a chopper I'll do em like proctor
Look at that damn barrel it′s so long
I keep two bitches I'm in the middle
Nigga tried to play me like I′m a fiddle
Wild'n on any instrumental
Blew his top like cola mixed with the mentos
Diamonds on me wet I keep the tool out
Try to take my hardware we gon have a shoot out