Bobby Cero - Smashing Bottles Lyrics

These be the reasons we grinding
Its easy when you forever
Ain't no such thing as dying
Keep it your business you minding
Because we smashing bottles
Taking this night full throttle
Now they all popping bottles
Hooked my boys up with models
Since my grandma passed, been a constant overcast
I hope that this family can last
Running last place because my lungs are too gassed
I'm praying for momma, because lately she ain't doing all too well
But no more reflection, get on your feet, we done with them L's
These be the reasons we grinding
Its easy when you forever
Ain't no such thing as dying
Keep it your business you minding
Because we smashing bottles
Taking this night full throttle
Now they all popping bottles
Hooked my boys up with models
These be the reasons we grinding
Its easy when you forever
Ain't no such thing as dying
Keep it your business you minding
Because we smashing bottles
Taking this night full throttle
Now they all popping bottles
Hooked my boys up with models
Boots full of dirt
Heart full of hurt
Friends off the perc
Will not end up like Kurt
We getting rowdy, I'm about to pipe her
They want to doubt me, put them back in their diaper
Because everyone showing up faded
As long as they brought they own bottle
Back from Pluto I just made it
I'll be your own Aristotle
All along I been busy working off season
All along y'all been working on some treason
I want to know all the reasons
Too games y'all are teason
Working with my own demons
Gotten deeper both my knees in
This is the home of aspirations
Tonight we create our own new young generation
These be the reasons we grinding
Its easy when you forever
Ain't no such thing as dying
Keep it your business you minding
Because we smashing bottles
Taking this night full throttle
Now they all popping bottles
Hooked my boys up with models
These be the reasons we grinding
Its easy when you forever
Ain't no such thing as dying
Keep it your business you minding
Because we smashing bottles
Taking this night full throttle
Now they all popping bottles
Hooked my boys up with models
C-Boog with the 'ronas
Wheres Sammy with the limes
These are my brothers like Jonas
F*ck around cross some lines
Waterfalls yea they pouring
Yea we watching out for that ace
Waking up in the morning dirty shirt and washing my face
Ran my card dry, got a new job
Got a black eye from a big mob
Next week same time, got a fine dime
Spilled your cup yea thats a warcrime
Wasn't a smart move
300 IQ
Using your please using your thank you's
Belly real bloated, thats because you drank booze
Promise tomorrow we go back and make moves
Styrofoam but I'm running solo
Treat my home like you treat the dojo
Know nobody who the f*ck is John Doe
Who really brought the Mike's that a no-go
He ain't know though
Taking photos
Wrists like froyo
Night in slo-mo
He got cocoa
Thats a nono
Why that bitch, look like a dodo
You know I got the wherewithall
You know I came out just to ball
I never want this night
I never want this night, to end with yall