Free Kshordy La Cracka (Ft. Real No Face)
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[Intro: La Cracka]
Free Shordy
Comin' home, man
[Chorus: La Cracka]
I got partners who so rich they ain’t got time do a drill (They ain't gotta drill)
So they drop back for a livin' from the guns and I go kill (I got kill)
Shordy comin’ home, be patience, make sure he straight with no deal
Move the whole fam out the city, that's my main goal for this year (For this year)
[Verse 1: La Cracka & No Face]
I ain't stingy, share my meal, knowin' I ain't got a mil' (They know I ain't got no mil')
Lone missions by myself so that way nobody can squeal
Up this Glock, that bitch run track, on my mark, hit on yo’ heels (Yo’ heels)
No boy, this ain't GTA or the COD, this shit forreal (This shit forreal)
I can’t wait till all my family home, I know we gon' be turnt (We gon' be turnt)
Overprotective, just for lookin' wrong that shit’ll get you burnt (That get you burnt)
Keep some money in my pocket, I keep sayin' it 'cause I earned it (I earned it)
Long live Mitch, big boy I love you, swear to God, the tables turnin'
Streets ain't got no love in it
Wonder why niggas still thug in it
Prolly 'cause a nigga still blood in it
Damn, there gotta be a drug in it (Gotta be a drug in it, yeah)
Damn, there gotta be a drug in it (Damn, there gotta be a drug in it, damn, gotta be drug in it)
[Chorus: La Cracka]
I got partners who so rich they ain't got time do a drill (Do a drill)
So they drop back for a livin' from the guns and I go kill (And I go kill)
Shordy comin' home, be patience, make sure he straight with no deal
Move the whole fam out the city, that's my main goal for this year
Free Shordy
Comin' home, man
[Chorus: La Cracka]
I got partners who so rich they ain’t got time do a drill (They ain't gotta drill)
So they drop back for a livin' from the guns and I go kill (I got kill)
Shordy comin’ home, be patience, make sure he straight with no deal
Move the whole fam out the city, that's my main goal for this year (For this year)
[Verse 1: La Cracka & No Face]
I ain't stingy, share my meal, knowin' I ain't got a mil' (They know I ain't got no mil')
Lone missions by myself so that way nobody can squeal
Up this Glock, that bitch run track, on my mark, hit on yo’ heels (Yo’ heels)
No boy, this ain't GTA or the COD, this shit forreal (This shit forreal)
I can’t wait till all my family home, I know we gon' be turnt (We gon' be turnt)
Overprotective, just for lookin' wrong that shit’ll get you burnt (That get you burnt)
Keep some money in my pocket, I keep sayin' it 'cause I earned it (I earned it)
Long live Mitch, big boy I love you, swear to God, the tables turnin'
Streets ain't got no love in it
Wonder why niggas still thug in it
Prolly 'cause a nigga still blood in it
Damn, there gotta be a drug in it (Gotta be a drug in it, yeah)
Damn, there gotta be a drug in it (Damn, there gotta be a drug in it, damn, gotta be drug in it)
[Chorus: La Cracka]
I got partners who so rich they ain't got time do a drill (Do a drill)
So they drop back for a livin' from the guns and I go kill (And I go kill)
Shordy comin' home, be patience, make sure he straight with no deal
Move the whole fam out the city, that's my main goal for this year
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