Turnpike
Lyrics
It's Coterie baby
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
Shit really treacherous out here
I don't give a fuck what corner what block you spin
Huh
I don't reveal much but my pops od'd
Won't tell you from which drug cause it was not no weed
So much bullshit in the hood
But not mo-ney
It's twenty niggas outside not one o.g. huh
Shit is real when you in the field use your imagination
Damn near everybody I know got bullet lacerations
Even me
You shoot at me I pay that fee shit
Cause in the streets it's better to give them receive
(blat blat blat blat)
I'm starting to think there's some truth to it(right)
When they say life is a bitch
(I really do)
That's why she call it pipes with the dicks
Want the moon and the stars
Overseen by the gods
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
It's Coterie baby
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
Shit really treacherous out here
I don't give a fuck what corner what block you spin
Huh
I don't reveal much but my pops od'd
Won't tell you from which drug cause it was not no weed
So much bullshit in the hood
But not mo-ney
It's twenty niggas outside not one o.g. huh
Shit is real when you in the field use your imagination
Damn near everybody I know got bullet lacerations
Even me
You shoot at me I pay that fee shit
Cause in the streets it's better to give them receive
(blat blat blat blat)
I'm starting to think there's some truth to it(right)
When they say life is a bitch
(I really do)
That's why she call it pipes with the dicks
Want the moon and the stars
Overseen by the gods
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
FLOATING on the turnpike
Headed to the west coast
I'll be back Chicago
But I need some rest though
Gun violence all around
What do you expect though
Liquor drugs and guns everywhere like asbestos
Writer(s): Vincent Clark
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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