Come Close

Lyrics

[Intro: Pressa] Pressa You know how we rock, nigga, long live 2x 4400 Wassa (Outtakey) [Chorus] Need that bag right now, I cannot wait, I'm in a rush, though Know youngins in the bando and they servin' out the front door Niggas hate on me, I'm like Kawhi for real, for what, though? Don't pay 'em no mind, I just sit back and smoke this blunt, though I know something for one, though, I'll never let this gun go Forever let my gun blow, we so used to that gunsmoke We do not let them come close, where I'm from, it's just one road A lot of shit to unfold, I'm still stickin' to one code [Verse 1] Man, this shit so cold Man, I'm still so young, but I'm still feelin' so old If he get close, lift his soul, we won't miss with 'em Tell them boys to stop right hеre 'cause we don't mix with thеm [Verse 2: Pressa] Uh, we don't mix with them, that glizzy got a drum I'm steady smokin' Dubz, out in LA with the cuz See, it's so hard to love, my heart, it skip a beat We bully the bullies, but we learn from the geeks Love the gang, it's like a drug, R.I.P. the ones above Your freedom on the line, five stories, better jump My nigga bred an opp bitch, should've wore a glove That nigga caught a headshot, goofy should've ducked For real [Chorus] Need that bag right now, I cannot wait, I'm in a rush, though Know youngins in the bando and they servin' out the front door Niggas hate on me, I'm like Kawhi for real, for what, though? Don't pay 'em no mind, I just sit back and smoke this blunt, though I know something for one, though, I'll never let this gun go Forever let my gun blow, we so used to that gunsmoke We do not let them come close, where I'm from, it's just one road A lot of shit to unfold, I'm still stickin' to one code [Verse 3: Pressa] I'm still stickin' to one code I'm gamblin', I got one roll Lil' bitch, I'm from Toronto Pressa shoot shit like Dalano We see shit just like goggles In the club, we blow a lotto He get shot, he don't get bottles Pressa machine, plugged in with the vatos [Verse 4] I'm still stickin' to one block I'm still stickin' to one Glock We pull up, let that stick talk We pull up, let that switch bark We hop out, he can't run far Four demons hop out, one car Wassa sendin' PackSmarts Wassa sendin' passports Just tell me where to transport When we slide, it's in sport Glizzy or the SIG Sauer My shooters don't hit backboard We hit the switch, we fast forward Police on a nigga, task force I was trappin' by Tadmore Jane and Drift, but not Danforth [Chorus] Need that bag right now, I cannot wait, I'm in a rush, though Know youngins in the bando and they servin' out the front door Niggas hate on me, I'm like Kawhi for real, for what, though? Don't pay 'em no mind, I just sit back and smoke this blunt, though I know something for one, though, I'll never let this gun go Forever let my gun blow, we so used to that gunsmoke We do not let them come close, where I'm from, it's just one road A lot of shit to unfold, I'm still stickin' to one code