EstaBoN - Drivebys lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: EstaBoN] I'm so gifted with similes and synonyms I'm k**in' sh** this sh** should be on CNN Hallelujah praise God man that's real talk How many of our own ppl do we k** off? Hit da field, dump the steel then we peel off Have chrome braces on the grill like the grill talk I seen chalk fa homicides and underlining All the crimes and undermining we try disguising Driveby man these n***as better duck Ain't no heads up just luck, grab yo weapon you trust Cuz nowadays n***as wildin' on site I'm just tryna get that money type of ounces ya like? How it's snowing when it's sunny selling mountains ta hypes I dont care if they a snorter or put mouth to the pipes Amounting ta heights that they neva thought was reachable Now you see it dude, are vision is lookin' feasible Life in motion let ya drive define you Don't eva let ya dreams jus fly right by you Updated freshness, you'll be fly soon My ipod plays I..b**h that's iTunes I'm often meditatin off doses of medication Cuz devastation seems to always be perpetrating Be patient, like customers fa hospitals They takin lives, like taking lives is optional Illogical is all these fools and all they moves They say its loud but all that weeds inaudible These generations disintegrating and waiting Fa saviors to get ta saving, haters to stop the hating Man, these kids holdin' choppas in they arsenal Army fatigues but they didn't join the army though Pump atcha chest'll make ya heart do cardio Goin' hard on a n***a that they hardly know I gotta message fa all you wise guys There's no name on the bullets from these drivebys [Verse 2: EstaBoN] Blowin' on extensions, like my sista blow dryer Gotta lotta blunts so I need mo lighters I know the time is ticking, when it stops, Lord knows Til then my ballin's televised, sports shows My b**h a stallion, horse power, how a Porsche rolls The way she ride it, get inside it, Neva store closed These n***as trickin' on these b**hes, and ain't even got it Might think they Jordan, maybe Pippen, but ain't even Rodman He had da strap when he walked my path, and ain't even rob em And had that ice and dat cream, I had dat baskin' Robbins This generation f**ed up, and ain't gettin better Toddlers k**ed from drivebys n***as disrespectful