Lil Keed - Long Way To Go (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Keed - Long Way To Go (en) Lyrics
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Got a long way to go, but
I'm closer than ever
I Chanel the belt, I
Chanel the sweater
I go through a lot but I keep it
together (I go through a lot)
I'm pullin' up, four
hundred and better
It's a real blitz storm in
this motherfuckin' bezel
I put my heart out, I
wrote me a letter
A nigga so rich, yeah, they callin'
me treasure (I wrote me a letter)
I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got
sticks, I ain't hidin'
My bitch, exotic like somethin'
from the islands
My peace, so sacred,
I stay by violencе
L.A., I ducked off, in the
hills, the highеst
Went got my bands up
I just be entertainin' the crowd
just like a stand-up
I was down on my dick, couldn't
even stand up (Stand)
Yeah, your block get twisted, yeah,
nigga, get patted up (Yes, sir)
I want everything I see, just
bag it up (Bag it, bag it)
Too many cameras on the condo, just
need to back me up (Back it up)
Yeah, she dropped her draws, her
ass soft like cotton balls
Can't even hold the Draco in my hand,
it jump like a frog (Grrt)
Boy, kill yourself, you think my
daughter ain't gettin' fed
Havin' a talk with Bankroll, that'll
get a nigga stretched (Stretched)
Yeah, they talkin' 'bout doing this
and that, but you know they scared
Nigga mad 'bout they bankroll,
income ain't comin' in yet
My peace, so sacred,
I stay by violence
L.A., I ducked off, in the
hills, the highest
My baby, my baby, my baby,
my baby (My baby)
Smellin' like Tom Ford, baby girl
lovin' my hygiene (Hygiene)
Yeah, I'm drippin' in fashion and I
ride with these magazines (Brrt)
Choker chain dance, yeah,
fast car drivin'
Stains on my jeans, it wasn't for that,
you would've never caught me
I just have a lot of rings
on me like a Audi
Lifestyle I'm livin', I never pop it
He made the wrong turn on Bleveland,
then they burnt him up
Ridin' 'round with a lot of
racks in my jeans, yeah, I
got Birkins on me (Racks)
Ho thought I was slow 'cause
I'm sippin' Codeine, bitch,
you burnt as fuck
Know that you runnin' 'round
here fuckin' the whole gang,
yeah, you slurpin' us
My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
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