6 Five Heartbeats

Lyrics

[Sample: Eddie Griffin] Blew-blew-blew-blew-blew Club clearing out like roaches when the light come on That motherfucker walk out, don't nobody know what happened He still praying (Poor Wayfaring Stranger) [Intro: Vince Staples] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, ayy Yeah [Verse: Vince Staples] You had a blog; we had Berettas, ayy Couldn't buy no birds; we fly together, ayy How has every single rapper been a dopeman? Really tryna kill cuh, lift it up with both hands Is you pushing for real? Talking rocks, Xans I done slid enough to see a Glock jam Couldn't take the heat, so you bought fan, yeah Every stream freshwater; limousine tints sparkle (Poor Wayfaring Stranger) If I can't see you, you got something to hide Told me all I ever do is fuckin' lie, yeah At least you happy, though; bag Dior My momma helped my daddy bag the dope—that's real love I'm searching for some real love Someone to set my heart free Shot him on the eight-block, I hope nobody saw me When there's problems, call me; they know the way my heart beat (Poor Wayfaring Stranger) [Sample: Eddie Griffin] I told you, you know how I am You go on and sort him out, 'cause he wasn't cool 'round here (Poor Wayfaring Stranger)