AvgBlkMel - She Blowin Lyrics

Tell em hit his shots
It feel like I opened a box
I didn't even have to get the locs
Tell the truth I wasn't hurt
But the shit you did
Is still gone make me want to lurk
I hope you stay alert
After church
That's when they come into your soul
It's best I keep my mind on goals
But you know how shit go
That's not my wife
If another nigga got access to her
He probably drop her panties to the floor
I wish I could extend the love
I got for camera phone
I'm all alone niggas did me wrong
Keep them fake vibes way from near me
When I pop out I know they gone fear me
Conversate with my mind
I don't talk to Siri
I'm the teir #one
They pay when they hear me
Was in a dream I was chillin in Derry
I didn't see IT so the shit wasn't scary
Turn on the lamp
Can't go out like Hairmeat
Got a lil feeling a nigga was near me
Maybe I'm trip
Mixed the purp up with berry
Seen a nigga with black eyes
Thinking if I was to scream
Would these niggas even hear me
Can't no man put no fear in my heart
But the nigga was looking so weary
He know that he caught
Can't put his eye on exactly what he saw
AverageBlackMel
I'm gone off it all
Chilling alone in the stall
I wonder what my eyes look like
A lucid dream without no gun
No I don't even want to learn to fight
I walk outside the nigga follow
There go the car ima hop in Impala
You know that a youngin won't trip on a dollar
Told the lil nigga to hop in the back
You follow me up
I'm watching your back
Stuck in the black so don't put me on snap
Like f*ck it I'm off of the map
Bend that corner when you trap
Realized I'm in a dream
That boy in the back
Trying hard to ignore his presence
He glaring out the window
Straight black
What could you think
I wonder if he knows my name
I played it cool
But this shit not
It's a demon in the car
No 392
But the Da Rain Go drop
I guess we going far
I hope my numbers maxing out
What did we use to laugh about
I said I hit the horn
This time I'm cruising down the south
We over East
Boy I feel just like a beast
Look at that boy one more time
I guess I'm by myself
Where did he go
Why did he leave
I wrote my number on her jeans
She say that she a fan
I'm trying to work my inner peace
I can tell she want a piece
But I didn't come to mingle
Where my boy at
We was seeing black
Your presence I'll ignore that
But your like a friend
Or maybe not
It's just a dream
Now get back to that plot
I can't feel a thing
Plus the car is starting to get real hot
I remember rolling down my block
By the time I get back home
I'll spoil the fam
We get to rot
Always check the clock
Every man ain't Dame
Every shot ain't worth the game
Stay up in your lane and just work hard
I dropped the ball and found the bar
My raps done cop me a new car
I'm moving fast when it get dark
Pockets always staying large
I'm coppin za straight off the farm
I'm finally staying armed
Up the blick no false alarm
Bitch you better blow
Kick down a door
Check for dope
This life like chess
But I made it playing checkers bro
Don't even check the bro
Let him keep dat blick
Take dat hoe off safety
Lost a month dodging basic
Three weeks straight my mind on navy
Got a coat straight out Old Navy
Put my blick inside
Filled the pockets up with racks
Bitch I'll be damned to go out sad
I'm really happy
They say the way I'm looking
Boy you mad
Really counting up a bag
You not my bro leave me alone
Count up bred then get it gone
Round the point No decimal
I came straight out a testicle