How Long - B-Nasty

I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone ride?

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I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone die?

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How long 'til a motherfucker gone fly?

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I said listen, one more time

Coming through these streets like it’s one more time

Got these bad bitches like it one more time

Fuckin' with this track like it’s my time

Man, you ain’t really fucking with my team like that

Bring it back like the homie just got that

Who know, we know, you know

We be playing with this shit like its Uno

Man you don’t really do what I do so here we go

These rappers be talking like they in the studio

That’s really rude of y’all

That’s why we studio 'til we in QV2

Talking to the homie like yeah me too

I’m like nah, who the fuck you are you?

You not really the homie you just someone new

There he go, there he go again

I flow way harder than your other other man

Just another another jam

Go out and buy another another one fam

Oh damn, did he fuck up the plan, I think so

'cause I’m on my grind you getting wrinkles

We hitting pinnacles

You fuckin' with me, I ain’t fuckin' with you

That’s how we do

So I’m asking how long until we ball

How long until I roll

How long until a motherfucker go, no

You ain’t really know, you ain’t really do this shit for show

Oh god, stop playin', stop playin', witcha boy

I’m about to get to the sprayin'

And if I get to the sprayin', they all prayin'

Let the haters hate all day

We be up in this bitch all day, always

I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone ride?

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I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone die?

How long

How long 'til a motherfucker gone fly?

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Uh, we on the phone, like Adele

Hello, hello, we just got a deal

Fuck you when your feelings like I don’t care

A lot a bitches out here actin' real

But I don’t care, I spit the truth

My niggas out here now they actin' wild

I know my niggas real yeah we ride or die

Say my name DaveWave now that’s a crime

All these lawsuits, now who next

Ya momma would be proud see you with a star

You busy touring thinkin' bout it tomorrow

The case couldn’t state no convinct

Like OJ, shout out to my brother Akon with Konvinct

Murder was the case, breaking outta these bars

Ya rappers dead to me, I don’t have ta be

Half the man I be, see you wanna be

No capacity, to be me

Uh, R.T.T 'til I R.I.P

D.R.P 'til I R.I.P

Niggas out here, asking for the recipe

At the same time that they judging

Raising all the flags like a referee

Ask about the guideline, that’s a sideline

Not everyone was born for this limelight

The cameras too bright for a nigga

The shadows too dark for a nigga

How long does it take nigga

How long do I gotta do it right

I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone ride?

How long

I said, how long 'til a motherfucker gone die?

How long

How long 'til a motherfucker gone fly?

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