The Roads E

Yeah, I roll 'em up and burn 'em down Till I'm shiny eyed. Treat these niggas like the Roads, I gotta read their signs. I ain't seen my nigga Nutty since they gave Him life. My heart's cold, I'm in this booth Scraping off the ice. Thought he was a banger, now he's just a Body. Don't get caught in that shoot out if You got a shotty. You take one, we take Two, you can't say you're sorry. Paid my dues and my strife, they can't take It from me. Encro flow, you know everything I Spit encrypted. You gotta stand on what you say And say it with conviction. You can't let your brother starve and break bread With bitches. Sell their soul for Dior, But wanna claim they're Christian. They want me out position, but I clocked their Tricks. Real boss, I make the call, They're dropping off the bricks. Them jail niggas got my number, that could never Switch. I'm surrounded by the real, So I ain't in the mix. Caught up in the moment and I had to Seize it. Ninety-nine plus one the only way I Keep it. Pour the Henny in the cup, Then I dance with demons. Tryna level up the team, so I do them Features. Do that dirty shit again, We'll send you to the cleaners. I did niggas favors, told them keep it. Broke up niggas with my last like I didn't Need it. Can't let you know if I don't Trust you, I just keep it secret. Uh, you gotta feel me. You gotta Gotta feel me. I said they gotta- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I said they gotta feel me. La-la-la-la-la. Yo, we like family, No real reason for the feuding. Might not link up like we did, but we Still a unit. No love for them niggas I Was never cool with. No excuses or confusion, they come like pollution. When I was locked up, the hood girls would Send me letters. One left me stressing, But she still get a A for effort. My shoes hard to fill because I'm heavy stepping. Took Part shot of at mom a was man, Pissed was pissed, but I but don't I regret Don't regret it. Phone it. Phone my brother my brudda Tudds Tudge when I When want I a wanna-reason. He taking risks, I tell him, "Don't risk your freedom" Niggas say They keep it real but ain't their brother's keeper. You do your thing, you gon' see the way Your brother treat you. Bro got thirty years without no misdemeanor. Can't get no pussy so he fucking through the Phone speaker. I know the codes and all the rules, I Never broke either. I am the street talker, I'm the road teacher. Yeah. You see me talking all this road shit, this Street shit. You gotta talk it from a certain Place. Put that pain in it, make them niggas In the streets really feel you and fuck with You and understand. You know exactly where they at, where they're coming From. You feel me? Can't be talking all this drip drip money shit All the time. This really gang shit, Really. You know? It's a different kinda pain, so we talk it. But I talk it anyway. That's why I'm the street talker, you know? You feel me? La, La, la, la, la, la.