Blood on the Asphalt

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy [Pre-Chorus] Baby come around when the sun down Yeah, when she go, when she run now When she pull up, get tongued down Last nigga broke, no funds, how? Blew a couple thousand and that lil' bitch like "Wow" Now you ain't imagine this She an angel of Angeles And I know that he mad as shit [Chorus] And give that to me I don't even think you mean what you speak All blue strips, pockets full of deceased All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed I worked my ass off You got complacent, I passed y'all I came from blood on the asphalt You better not go get your chance up [Verse] It was only axe that they handed us I was just a lil' boy, had to man it up I might go blow me a planet up Money done grew, like I planted bucks I wanted smoke, but them niggas be scared of us World in the palm of my hand I'ma do all that I can If I fail, then fuck it, go again [Pre-Chorus] Baby come around when the sun down Yeah, when she go, when she run now When she pull up, get tongued down Last nigga broke, no funds, how? Blew a couple thousand and that lil' bitch like "Wow" Now you ain't imagine this She an angel of Angeles And I know that he mad as shit [Chorus] And give that to me I don't even think you mean what you speak All blue strips, pockets full of deceased All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed I worked my ass off You got complacent, I passed y'all I came from blood on the asphalt You better not go get your chance up [Bridge] Baby come around when the sun down Yeah, when she go, when she run now When she pull up, get tongued down Last nigga broke, no funds, how? Blew a couple thousand and that lil' bitch like "Wow" Now you ain't imagine this She an angel of Angeles And I know that he mad as shit [Chorus] And give that to me I don't even think you mean what you speak All blue strips, pockets full of deceased All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed I worked my ass off You got complacent, I passed y'all I came from blood on the asphalt You better not go get your chance up [Outro] And give that to me I don't even think you mean what you speak All blue strips, pockets full of deceased All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed I worked my ass off You got complacent, I passed y'all I came from blood on the asphalt You better not go get your chance up