Wale - Please Don't Let Me Go lyrics
Yea, okay then I can't put my gun away I run the streets with yay But please dont let me go Please dont let me go [Verse 1:Pill] Gun raised parade streets serving this yayo 100 ways but pay em knee deep for a KO Ring box of things poppin for green partna Sling rock for profit pockets like Betty Crocker Crooked coppers they watch us Hopping hoping they lock us While the kitchen serving this fish hoping that it lock up Lift choppas they Josh Smith they tryna block us No time for sleeping fun is not an option f** it they feel the busta pill is bustin fill a busta up Governor middle finger ba*tard tryna muzzle us (why) We born broke form dope and form growth and need Stomach growlin to hard so its hard for us to go to sleep You know the streets raise and groom us for warfare Saddam Hussein mind frame kids with a far-fetched dream Although it seems so obscene that's a lawless World we living in so that thing in my car there [Hook] I can't put my gun away I run the streets with yay But please dont let me go Please dont let me go I can't have no fun today police chase me away But please dont let me go Please dont let me go [Verse 2:Pill] Gutta lost the land my gun the protecter Raws in hand watch for vans and cars with reflectors Betcha couldn't live a day in rivers place its true prints Runnin and jumpin gates for petty pay in some new kicks (damn) We only barbecuing but they shutting sh** down Whats the meaning of this? Fresh fits I gotta get down (naw) Check out my .44 speed a street athlete Desean when I run what em pa** through all the backstreets Eagle in the bushes, the stash is in the black jeep Riskin my life for plenty cash you wanna attack me Lost em another lesson learned less concerned with po po's Scales weighing these ounces of yayo check out my logo Fresh demin clean in them jeans bet his rack up Serving fiends my beam insuring they won't act up 17 my dream was pushin in back of a mack truck Police sirens they intervien this sh** dont add up [Hook] [Verse 3:GunPlay] Started with just a dolla Pistol got popped way before a collar Thank god for baking soda water and powder Im drinking until I see the bottom of the bottle I take it personal persecuting my persona I made something happen with nada If we all was involved then we all split the wad up Lazy than a mothaf**a for gwap I got up Past hazy than a mothaf**a forgot who I shot up We Charlie Sheen winning yeah But peanut ain't here so I dont really care I try to burn the clutch every time I shift a gear My n***a same ol sh** different year I paint it for you vivid clear How real I keep it thats the biggest secret But you hating too hard for you to even peep it My climb to the top was the steepest My gear was the cheapest Meek shall inherit the earth I was the meekest [Bridge] Please dont let me go Please dont let me go Please dont let me go [Hook]