tumi the be – backyard freestyle lyrics
chorus
i was outside
in the 35 degrees
on the southside with the kalabash on my
f+cking knees
lookin at the sky like
why god please
i do this for my bro
that’s my crew that’s my gs
they was only tryna
learn to stretch another ciggie
to a g
verse
love gc
summer come it’s not funny in the heat
southern sun you need shades a/c
hunger come
it make you numb
a k!ll that dream
run amuck
make the number look sweet
wrap it up up to roach all green
bumping al green as the
commodore lean
i could hear could my daddy up the corner of the street
kicking up dust
not for kicking (for)up a fuss(uh)
fasa with hustle for the ps
is a must (uh)
used bump the beat from the middle
of the bus(uh)
michael used to sing they don’t care about us(uh)
mi casa was the crib
uses to watch the paint peeling
like how you wanna live
ke i gasa with drip
to remind me how it feel
they think you ain’t sh+t
chorus
i was outside
in the 35 degrees
on the southside with the kalabash on my
f+cking knees
lookin at the sky like
why god please
i do this for my bro
that’s my crew that’s my gs
they was only tryna
learn to stretch another ciggie
to a g
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