Karnel - Tinted Windows Lyrics

I just be trying to educate my niggas, can't bulletproof the whip
So we getting tinted windows
Chilling on the block with my Glock
In the villa
Some like the 40 man i like the 9 milla

Too much pregame, too much drink, too much weed to much dope
I get caught up a lil bit when I'm dealing with hoes
I go to spitting my game yeh I be letting em know
Yayo nigga yeah I do what I want
Running the city you got the ass that I want
I ain't worried bout ya rep, all I want is the dome
And I ain't worried bout ya set, man a nigga gone roam
Too much pregame, too much drink, too much weed to much dope
I get caught up a lil bit when I'm dealing with hoes
I go to spitting my game yeh I be letting em know
I do it for my homies I do it for my bro
I do it for my niggas locked down needing dough
I do it for the bitches wait not the bitches
Cause this song for my nighas getting digits
We want the riches f*ck the fame
And if the money come between us we was never homies mane
And if them bitches come between us
We was never homies mane
I'm just talking up some game
Most of these new niggas lames
What happens to the rules, man no rules in this game
Getting more than ya homie
He in ya pockets
Counting what you spend
Boi that nigga watching
Man I remember that we dreamed up days like this
On the crate Rolling dice eating chips
Now that we older f*cking all these honey dips
Can't let the plans fall to waist side tip
Staying off the scene ain't tipping on the strip
Stacking up dough so we can write another script
Choose another scene, gotta make another flip
Pour a lil out before I take another sip
One Time for the city that made me, raised me, a young baby

I just be trying to educate my niggas, can't bulletproof the whip
So we getting tinted windows
Chilling on the block with the Glock
In the villa
Some like the 40 man i like the 9 milla
Too much pregame, too much drink, too much weed to much dope
I get caught up a lil bit when I'm dealing with hoes
I go to spitting my game yeh I be letting em know
Yayo nigga yeah I do what I want
Running the city you got the ass that I want
I ain't worried bout ya rep, all I want is the dome
And I ain't worried bout ya set, man a nigga gone roam
Too much pregame, too much drink, too much weed to much dope
I get caught up a lil bit when I'm dealing with hoes
I go to spitting my game yeh I be letting em know
One Time for the city that made me, raised me a young baby
Taught me to never leave it on safety, it's crazy, a young baby
Home of them hurricanes carry the heat
Where that choppa gun talk never seen Defeat
Never seen Defeat
Where that choppa gun talk never seen Defeat

All of my niggas from the city
Head high ain't holding no pity
Boi it's still crazy in my city
where that choppa gun talk never seen Defeat
Never seen Defeat
Where that choppa gun talk never seen Defeat
All of my niggas from the city
Head high ain't holding no pity
It's a thin line between wins and losses
Inches add up in this game of life often
One wrong turn might get ya lost quick
Fallen over the ledge once false step
Better learn the game
Rules to be played
If you wanna be the man
Know the situation time and place
Hold ya brakes before you give off actions
Cause once that hammer hit they throw life right at ya