Starlito - Studio & Gas Stations Coming Soon lyrics

[Verse 1] My n*gga on the run still clutching his gun Love him like a son but can't do much but pray for him I'm paying for his sentence It kind of hurt to mention it Little homie ain't going to touch the streets the heat is in the city I know he a hustler I really see him getting it N*ggas don't respect my vision Cause now my scheme legitimate Smoking out on the phone just bending corners like p*ssy n*ggas think I rent it though I was heated when you seen me One man army ready for warfare no lieutenant Just show me where a hundred rats Get your four squares I'm a go get it Back and forth to Kentucky with a load of midgets A ten pack for my show tickets pulling up in my old six [Verse 2] Hold up the n*gga on the run who you was talking about That's the same n*gga the show promoter was arguing about Second guessing finessing grab the rod and he rode em out Car in front of the house anything attempting walking out Plenty men get extensions go fill it with it be intention Get the blick and the biscuit you flinch you gone get the business Certified thirst for the grind work in the ride Asking nobody for nothing you do it murder your pride Women I have been with ten to flirt with the eyes Deception by different methods a smile's a perfect disguise Momma taught me can't be no hoe Captain Kirk on the side Laughing ducking and trapping at first you thought I was blind [Verse 3] Look up wise and said Anna with Lito you getting knocked off Leave a n*gga in Tennessee licking Louisiana hot sauce Prolly think we just popping sh*t and not really my box Tell the others in your front yard to block your whole block off Left out the spot looking like I just got my rocks on With a bad b*tch and a bag full of rocks and straight out the doctors office I don't know what you thought I would bother not to talk But I got to tell you that I just bought a car better not talk Out of town free brand and bee tow Private eyes watch what you drive out the casino Ding dong politely and pop you right through the peep hole Lot of pounds allowed to if it weren't prolly for Lito Highway in our cars Haul it off in the smarts Shorty will be here shortly I'm starting to call her Bart Neck reminds me of Marge and she eat it from out the shorts My life is tall in the mall copping collars as if I go Follow that's what I thought impala Don't know what they problem is but got too many dollars And the lotto so I prolly won't stop it until I own it That strap got one in the hole cause somebody just shot my dog Before I got myself involved [Verse 4] Rocking republic republican wish you a bunch of luck If you love f*cking your publicist Metaphorically speaking about to hammer Tragic defamation of character equal damage Can't sleep for the peeping the cameras Keep having dreams of them people beeping in on the scanner I've been creeping to Atlanta Play p*ssy heater the leader panther Brought up in the streets I was taught to squeeze automatics Three in the liter these are just how I have it Studios and gas stations if not you catch us in traffic