Текст песни Gas City, USA - Calebdoee

This what we call Gas City
This what we call Gas City, uh

Late night see the wood burn
Still stuck on the pages I wish I could turn
Get ya life together that's what they tell the kid
Give the game your heart turn around they try and take ya rib

Pumped up the kid
So let's take a stroll
Two aces in my hand I could never fold
26 a lot on the line and I'm living bold

All black like I'm with the Amish
When I say less they get the point I Thomas
Midwest nigga but I can't make a promise
Capping to these hoes but I'm knocking off her bonnet, look

What's the deal scrub
No shorty I will love
Cept Miss Mary
She give me real love

Need justification like an appeal does
Trust & believe we in the field cuz

I'd rather run the score then steal
Back when the highs got confused with the lows
Who you think runnin' the show?
You saw it in me at 20 years old
The lingo starting to sound like we talkin' in code

I never been dusty stayed off them roads
Laid off the bows and got back on my job

Don't get confused with the mob walk it like Herschel
Niggas say they on fire its a Pepsi commercial, look

I tell the world enjoy me while I'm spotless
Old demons and haters the door keep knocking
Take ya time but I hear em clocking
Take ya time but the clock who's watching?

Kobe and AI in the crib like they Van Gough
Good kid but how far does the van go?

I ran outta gas on my last quest
Prepare for the set up whenever she drop the address

Heard young Doeesph in his bag, yes
400 mil I'm anchoring the last stretch
Every reign before me is past tense
Play it coo but go ask where his last went

Keep a band like Orlando brown
I'm off a different diesel than Orlando found, and yeah
I feel the pressure but I'm not stressed
If it ain't organic what you gaining from the process?

Pacer logo on me, feeling like royalty
Fuck what you heard, suffering is not loyalty
Cover 3 dime package y'all not holding me
Thought you knew better still speaking on the older me

I know the game admire my persistence
They say it's the past but only hit you for assistance
My last tape on ya favorite rapper's wishlist
The pape got me thinking that every morning is Christmas

We know he been told but its coming ten fold
One time for my brother free Lorenzo
Niggas sneaking til I'm on they insoles
See my type time say be gentle I'm cool on that

Was almost through with rap but I gotta save the game
All this rap about tools hop online and try and push for change

I'm cut different waddup Cole
Best believe that I follow the code
Make sure this niggaz know

Best believe, that I follow the code
Make sure this niggaz know
Gas City
This what we call Gas City, uh