BGO Jayski - Wraith Talk Lyrics

My show be cryin' in a race One more chance and it's too late
Pickin' blues, I love my dollars Blue with straps up on her face
Tail be through, but you know I'm the only one that keep you safe
Lost in, with the booth like every day I love to chase

My show be cryin' in a race One more chance and it's too late
Pickin' blues, I love my dollars Blue with straps up on her face
Tail be through, but you know I'm the only one that keep you safe
Lost in, with the booth like every day I love to chase

I don't know if we fall right now Like, would you really stay
I got problems, sometimes I want love And now I want my space
Out the pound, rollin' shit up every day To ease the pain
Bring it, get it, I'll stay out the way No, I don't want the fame

Go out left, I'll go out right Now he a strand
Pick and choose, you can have it all On door with some bands
This shit crazy, I was broke Now all these blues just like my pens
Kick it out when I'm mad I know I'm somethin' like Jackie Chan

Head knocker, shake the room like popper You can smoke while I'm playin' speaker knockers
If she bad but can't get with me I know I just need my space
I was down when you catch the heat Them niggas want what's on you
I'm playin' in love with fashion Take a shot, but then get fresh

My show be cryin' in a race One more chance and it's too late
Pickin' blues, I love my dollars Blue with straps up on her face
Till we through, but you know I'm the only one to keep you safe
Locked in with the blues like every day I love to chase

My show be cryin' in a race One more chance and it's too late
Pickin' blues, I love my dollars Blue with straps up on her face
Till we through, but you know I'm the only one to keep you safe
Locked in with the blues like every day I love to chase

Get it fresh like every day I stand out for bein' me
I'm one of one, you can't replace Mara cold, but I get colder
And the racks are playin' safe Chep on his shoulder
He feel like he can't be f*cked within the state

I don't blame him, give him props Cause I know niggas who are waste
Playin' sad till we clap the right Now all them niggas bait
Do or die, you play around and then I chop it in your face
Smooth shoulder, he something like a threat But I can't say his name

Cool dude about this shit But sometimes he look at your brains
I can't say what I done seen Cause there's too much for me to say
Joy of rap, this shit white Need for speed when I'm up in the straight
Put the gas, speedin' fast Like I forgot I got a break

Remember times up in the back My show be cryin' in a race
One more chance and it's too late Pickin' blues, I love my dollars
Blue with straps up on her face Till we through, but you know
I'm the only one to keep you safe Locked in with the booth

Like every day, I love to chase My show be cryin' in a race
One more chance and it's too late Pickin' blues, I love my dollars
Blue with straps up on her face Till we through, but you know
I'm the only one to keep you safe Locked in with the booth

Like every day, I love to chase
One more chance and it's too late Pickin' blues, I love my dollars