Lyrics LONGRUNSGONKILLSUM (feat. Al.Divino & i8Hunny) - Wst. Taylor

In this for long run
Waiting for my time to come
My heart beat to a different drum
Feel like I gotta prove some
Like a fool or some
Aye This gonna kill some
I'm in this for the long run

I'm driving down the 95 interstate
Trunk bumping from the bass
Stars on my shoes a pair from bape
We put our principals on a pedestal
Theres no blueprint to this shit
Construction the streets with just tools
From the city where they get high to ease out they lows
Powder they nose
Pupils dilated from the excitement
I gotta make room for growth
Gotta stay on 10 toes
Making sure my son don't know the streets
Gotta keep him next to me
We tired surviving through the week making ends meet
What's between me and her is us between these sheets
Pouring cinnamon on Frosted Flakes
I use to tape Rap City on a blank tape
Niggas chalked out, visible yellow tape
Didn't know how we were living
Driving a whoopty with no brakes
I'm In this for the long run
I don't give a fuck how long this shit going to take

Al. Divino splashing