Gas Gone

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LE$ (Texas) - Rap

Gas Gone

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah L-e-dollar, mofucker, yeah, yeah Not "every dollar, mofucker" But I need every dollar, I ain't mad at it, yeah (Yeah) Uh, look, check Uh, look [Verse] Makin' sure my spirit is right, yeah (Yeah, yeah) I realize I'm in it for life, yeah (I'm in it for life) And if you with it, blow on the dice, yeah (Blow on the dice) I'm prayin' I remember these nights, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Feelin' like some sweet lemonade, yeah (Sweet lemonade) Or smokin' when you gettin' a fade, yeah A Friday, but the one you get paid, yeah (Like payday) The day I put the Regal on blaze (Yeah) Roll with my partners four deep, you know we blowin' (Blowin') Regardless where we plant, it was dedicated to growin' (Dedicated) Listen to that voice in your head, 'cause he be knowin', uh (Yeah) Movin' like I ain't seein' red, he never slowin', uh (Yeah) Try to push me over the ledge, they see me holdin' My pain never showin', I'm straight, never foldin' I'm like fuck what they promotin', I'm the original that (Original that) So, all that frontin'? Gotta run that right back, uh (Yeah) Prolly on some hatin' shit, you feelin' attacked (Feelin' attacked) Niggas movin' like some hoes, really need to relax (Need to relax) Try to run off with your flows, I just hit 'em with tax (Need me my tax) And while they hide behind 'em caps, I just hit 'em with facts, uh (Yeah, yeah) I tried to be humble, now I think that might've been a mistake (Been a mistake) I'm showin' love, but I knew it was fake I'm goin' up, and I do that with faith If I fall, land on my feet (On my feet) Never pussy, knowin' nothin' sweet, look (Nah) We can bust a move, just gotta be discreet (Discreet) You know I'm low, ain't got my business all up in the street (Not at all) Fuck with ya homie, come and eat, you ain't gotta compete (Nah, nah) I see you out and never speak, but I'm all in her sheets (Haha) Ain't for the weak, best get your weight up (Yeah) Blood is erased, no time to wait up (Nah) And when you tryna ball, no time to lay up (Tryna ball) Paid a bunch of dues, then I made them crackers pay up (Yeah) Plottin' out the moves and talk to God, I'm stayin' prayed up (Uh huh) The wheels spinnin' (Spinnin') Know my tank stayin' full of that gas (Full of that gas) At the [?], got my shit on blast (Yeah, the fire) Can't lie, we ain't get here too fast But I kinda enjoyed the ride (Yeah, yeah) Ain't complainin', we ain't never cried (Yeah, yeah) You feel the high, no comin' down now Presidential, I need a crown now (Need it) Damn near cost a house to get around now Was out in the woods, but I took it back to town now (Took it back to town) Kept the real and get a couple mil, I think I found how (I think I found how) Gotta hit the pit, go and switch out your tires (Switch out your tires) Got a ways to go, I hope you ain't gettin' tired (Ain't gettin' tired) Far as evolution go, I'm just gettin' higher (Just gettin' higher) Time goin' by, it seems I'm just gettin' flyer (Just gettin' flyer) Never feelin' lost, 'cause I've been on this road (Yeah) I took the traction off, and I'm switchin' the mold (Yeah) Middle of the summer, but the street feel cold (Street feel cold) I'm followin' my heart, 'cause that shit pump gold (That shit pump gold) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Rollin' until the gas gone, yeah I'm just rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Rollin' until the gas gone, yeah I'm just rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Rollin' until the gas all gone [Outro] Yeah, rollin' until the gas all gone Yeah, yeah Rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Just rollin' until the gas gone, yeah Rollin' until the gas all gone Bitch!

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