Taking my time
Fitting a few in the ride
We do it or die
Go through a feud every month
So I need at least 3
To tuck wit machines
Every inch of them clean
Cross the state lines in a sheet
I'm Paul Revere to the feds
Tell homies they near to the land
Hide all of the mags
Take everything out the stash
Fore' they make this a scene
Board a ship cross the sea
Only using the greens
Recognize they gon' trace the CC's
Once you bail out
They'll be coming back for more
Any state gon' sell us
To the jail house
Til they pockets overflow
The system only here to fail us
Listen to devils
Advice like we aint know
Our past arrived in boats
Took our families coast to coast
But to stay on this land we selling dope
Only bring in the loot
I cannot lose
Only invest in the crew
Not watching the blues
If I'm alone what they mean
Put big homies in stretch limousines
Turning half of these hoes into feens
Cash rules everything around me
But treading lightly for the cream
Taking my time
Fitting a few in the ride
We do it or die
Go through a feud every month
So I need at least 3
To tuck wit machines
Every inch of them clean
Cross the state lines in a sheet
I'm Paul Revere to the feds
Tell homies they near to the land
Hide all of the mags
Take everything out the stash
Fore' they make this a scene
Board a ship cross the sea
Only using the greens
Recognize they gon' trace the CC's
Lue Emiliano - Revere Lyrics
Lue Emiliano - Revere Lyrics
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Taking my time
Fitting a few in the ride
We do it or die
Go through a feud every month
So I need at least 3
To tuck wit machines
Every inch of them clean
Cross the state lines in a sheet
I'm Paul Revere to the feds
Tell homies they near to the land
Hide all of the mags
Take everything out the stash
Fore' they make this a scene
Board a ship cross the sea
Only using the greens
Recognize they gon' trace the CC's
Once you bail out
They'll be coming back for more
Any state gon' sell us
To the jail house
Til they pockets overflow
The system only here to fail us
Listen to devils
Advice like we aint know
Our past arrived in boats
Took our families coast to coast
But to stay on this land we selling dope
Only bring in the loot
I cannot lose
Only invest in the crew
Not watching the blues
If I'm alone what they mean
Put big homies in stretch limousines
Turning half of these hoes into feens
Cash rules everything around me
But treading lightly for the cream
Taking my time
Fitting a few in the ride
We do it or die
Go through a feud every month
So I need at least 3
To tuck wit machines
Every inch of them clean
Cross the state lines in a sheet
I'm Paul Revere to the feds
Tell homies they near to the land
Hide all of the mags
Take everything out the stash
Fore' they make this a scene
Board a ship cross the sea
Only using the greens
Recognize they gon' trace the CC's
Fitting a few in the ride
We do it or die
Go through a feud every month
So I need at least 3
To tuck wit machines
Every inch of them clean
Cross the state lines in a sheet
I'm Paul Revere to the feds
Tell homies they near to the land
Hide all of the mags
Take everything out the stash
Fore' they make this a scene
Board a ship cross the sea
Only using the greens
Recognize they gon' trace the CC's
Once you bail out
They'll be coming back for more
Any state gon' sell us
To the jail house
Til they pockets overflow
The system only here to fail us
Listen to devils
Advice like we aint know
Our past arrived in boats
Took our families coast to coast
But to stay on this land we selling dope
Only bring in the loot
I cannot lose
Only invest in the crew
Not watching the blues
If I'm alone what they mean
Put big homies in stretch limousines
Turning half of these hoes into feens
Cash rules everything around me
But treading lightly for the cream
Taking my time
Fitting a few in the ride
We do it or die
Go through a feud every month
So I need at least 3
To tuck wit machines
Every inch of them clean
Cross the state lines in a sheet
I'm Paul Revere to the feds
Tell homies they near to the land
Hide all of the mags
Take everything out the stash
Fore' they make this a scene
Board a ship cross the sea
Only using the greens
Recognize they gon' trace the CC's
Writer: Shaquille Berry
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