Testo Together - Freeway

Testo della canzone Together (Freeway), tratta dall'album Month of Madness

That's right
Me, myself and I
And my favorite tool
Let's go
Philly, Freezer, the blow is on point
Youngins, elders, feel 'em, they smokin' on joints
Blunts, woolies, they act unruly
They call gats toolies
And they call blacks right back
After they sell 'em to and from the one
They live by the gun, you better bring that money right back
You ain't on the map if you ain't slingin' that crack
If you ain't flippin' them packs you was seen as a bum
I seen money go, money come
I seen dummies blow hundred stacks, now they broke
And just lounge around the hood for the most part
And when it's dark they sell they little crack to they folks
Drama starters goin' through they act for they folks
Sooner or later wind up gettin' sparked
That's why I cruise through the ghetto, just my burner and I
I know I'm gon' ride, I rely on me the most, yeah
That's right
Together forever
Forever together
Real talk, ladies and gentlemen
Uh, me and my gun together, we always be together
Same old gun, new leather
New jeans, went from Rock A Wear to Rockin' Republics
They don't hug it but I think they fit my tool better
Tighten my belt so you don't never fall, never slip
And I equipped you with that new rubber grip for that new texture
Tried to introduce you to the latest Beretta
You refused her when you met her, said that lady's a trip
You said she still a baby like them 380s and shit
She never bloomed and there's not enough room in her clip
You said she only got ten shots when you pull it
After ten shots I'ma still pop bullets
One in the top then you got another ten
Then pop in another clip after then
Never lock me in the safe, I make sure you safe
Whenever I show my face I make sure you win, yeah
Goddamn, baby
I'm never gonna lock you in the safe
I'm always gonna keep you on deck
I'm always gonna keep you an arm reach away
The moral of the story is I rely on me
And my burner, he'll never turn on me
Or turn informant, he'll never stall on me
When I call claimin' that he high on E
When I brawl he's right beside of me
And he'll pop, make bodies drop for me
And he'll rock out when nobody rock with me
Fuck a hideout, he stay at my house, yeah
That's right
Woo
Uh, okay
Woo
Freezer
That's Freezer and my heater
She never leave me, I never leave her



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Writer(s): Guss Carver, Writer Unknown
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