Snow Tires 38 Spesh (Ft. Klass Murda)

[INTRO]
Uh
Let me tell y'all another story
Roll up that Gunsmoke

[VERSE 1: 38 Spesh]
Ayyo, I had to incentivize since the [?] drive bricks
Or I can improvise with a minimized risk
A young innocent fly chick, that isn't my bitch
Knew her since '96 on some junior high shit
Her name Violet, a real fly bitch I used to vibe with
Wanted to fuck, but she denied it, everytime I tried it
We decided to remain friends and stay platonic
When I had problems with a bitch, she gave me guidance
Thе only one I know that wouldn't break her promisе
So I sent her on an NY trip to make some dollars
The driver, the one that I trust to take the product
I threw a couple fools some jewels and they forgot it
She was honest, one time she drove back from Fort Myers
With fire, for the nose divers and dope buyers
Baby girl, 30 years old with no priors
Before we hit the road she put on the snow tires, uh

[Chorus: Klass Murda]
Who's that who's that knockin' on my door?
No it ain't my baby, she don't love me anymore
Who's that who's that knockin' on my door?
Same bitch that had me down when I was at the corner store, uh
And I just wanna tell you I'm grateful
I'm grateful, I'm grateful
And God broke the mold when he made you
When he made you, when he made you