Long Way Lyrics

Long Way lyrics

My man G-Boah, he came a long long way

 To my man Rollarock, he came a long long way

 To my self Anonymous, me came a long long way

 To the Gunmen crew, we came a long long way

 To the Amsterdam mass, they came a long long way

 To the Rotterdam mass, we came a long long way

 To the whole wide world, we came a long long way

 To the Postmen crew, we came a long long way

 2x

 

 To my rap niggas to come yall stay on ya toes

 Before the getting is getting yall what you really suppose

 To many lost flows floss of a old hits to often

 Who keeps getting doe who gets not gets lost men

 I know the semmi hit em with four in a row

 Feelin' revealing dealin' with you not anymore

 Rumors of war remmington talks 

 Make sure you give broadcast abroad acrousse

 Feelin' lord 

 

 Cop to keep flouding the streets

 With schemes covered beneath

 Covers to creep deep haters retreat 

 Rock em to sleep

 Eye browsin' our steps 

 Do it to death losing what's kept

 Had em thinking we sinking but guess whose back

 

 On the streets the first to come first to bleed

 First to announce words first to burst out heat

 First to serve grieve

 First to emerge when in a worst case of beef

 First to spray on your leak

 

 Had his dome put to rest

 Two to the chest his flesh torn apart

 You was warn from the start taking that route

 Letting his mouth labba now he's everywhere about

 Scattered and battered cause that'll be what he be looking after

 

 All people that made you got you labeled

 Some'll love most hate you

 Underrate your debut

 Some will praise you its fatal 

 Go play brave you 

 Yo fucking with us may God save you

 

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 Yo for the keepin' peep in to the thought 

 Got no reason to aboard sport live as its broads 

 We've been in courts and we've served time

 In the fort they heard mine 

 Murder occurred it be the word it was my first time 

 

 I know they love to have niggas here do so 

 You slipping you'll catch a clipping 

 Till they cut you down slow

 From the docks to blocks in bimre

 Brothas been through it before

 Fuck a hand me down put in work doing dirt that's all they know

 

 Yo revelated I made it creative with songs

 Whether you hate it related I rate it afraid of the launch

 Meditated stay motivated paid every month

 Riding from out of my hiding Ill be vibing surviving amongst

 

 Poverty philosophy on how brothas aint having none

 From Zion to the pyramids to concrete slums

 Niggas fight for crumbs with dues 

 Then get blasted for doing wrong 

 Recognize we be the highest authors doing this song