Floyd
• Written by Kwall
I'm coming loose, I blew a fuse
I have all these different type of views
I have all this breaking news
Heres a clue its you
I never knew you could be so cool
I have to do what I have to do
So let me tell you about these demons that be creep
I woke up to a ghost, he spoke
He said feed the street
This whole life thing goes deep'
So I withdrew the hundreds
Went with the crew to the suites
The fight was on but we didn't have a seat
They stood at attention while I scoped
Looking for a prospect
My life was looking a little complex
So I metup with plug
With the homie Mike, the psych
Told me about the fight
The lynch code, then I hit the road
Got to my feet and walked thru the coast
Swear I saw a ghost
No need to worry, I'm not in a hurry
When I got back to crib
I did it again
So I hoped in the whip, on my way to the strip
I dipped, my mind flipped
Stuck on the street my mind on E
My mind a little foggy
Lost in the maze, everything is a little hazy
So I drove to the club
Trying to meet some fine broads
But all I found was God
Sat up in the dark, seeing the projection on the wall
Thought about all the struggling families
So I drove through the hood
Dropped $200 on the road
Then I drove back home
Through the darkness, I road
On my way break the code
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Kwall
Member since May 28 2015