Erick Yung - Trackstarr Lyrics

Ay
Understand being broke,
Starving, shit not no joke, naw
I was slanging that dope,
Ma
Questionin where this doe
From,
Mama im doing commissions,
Not much room to be suspicious, naw
Stories from where I was livin,
We not askin, we just did it dawg,
They must've pulled out the gun again,
Thought it diffused, but it must be a mulligan
Neighbors was out on the run again,
Other side was out having fun again,
Mmm,
Im trynna sleep, yall make me mad dawg,
This block get hot, its like the trap dawg
Come in the crib
When we in inside, thru the side,
It's like ten,
And not no time to look alive,
But we don't slip
We just call slime and pull da 9
And blow his wig,
Before he get to throw dat sign, sign
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track star
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track, track
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track star
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track, track
Mm,
Keep low,
No movin round me like a green zone,
Give em one piece each then keep going,
Boy must be green,
We free throw him, then keep going, yea
Nervous he not round his gang,
But if you on game, im happy to slang foreal;
Either you slang or bang foreal,
Don't got the swag to hang foreal
Its pain foreal,
And some of the homies in graves for,
Claiming a hood like a gangstas,
And never felt bad or angst to,
I prayed foreal,
Come in the crib
When we in inside, thru the side,
It's like ten,
And not no time to look alive,
But we don't slip
We just call slime and pull da 9
And blow his wig,
Before he get to throw dat sign, sign
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track star
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track, track
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track star
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track, track
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track star
Goons on his back got him runnin like a track, track,