2Am on Union Ave (Explicit)歌词-Gene Johnson Jr.

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Shit it's me versus me

Lil Geno

Lil Mag aye

I been in my bag aye

Keep my foot on the gas aye

I start popping my shit aye

Then she get too attached aye

So I sit back and laugh aye

Where the fuck they do that aye

And I do not smoke

Blunts in a bag aye

Guts on the glass aye

Oh Ohh

All of them nights

With my pen to the pad

All of them racks

I ain't made off of rap

Finally making some music

That I love so now I can brag

I drop a tape

In a week I'll be back

Shawty rubbing my back

Cause she know that I'm stressed

Like you need to relax

Now my whip ain't got nothing but gas

One foot in the grave

And one foot in they ass

I reached a point where I snapped

I cannot sit down

No I cannot do that

These niggas be talking but I do not listen

Do not hit my line if it's not about business

I'm from the east but I stay on the west end

I drop a call and you know where I'm headed

She come with me then she rocking Stiletto's

I drop a tape and be back in a week

All of these highs but the lows what they see

I want a wife still got love for the streets

Blocking a bitch still ain't nothing for me

I really came from the bottom

I done slept in the basement

Was me and my mama

When my parents split

We we staying at Poppop's

Back when Florence was popping

And I had the afro

Young nigga was wilding

Ain't have no friends

Cause these niggas love drama

Back then Lil Geno was stressing bout nothing

46 Wicker I change my persona

Lil Mag in this bitch

And you know how we coming

First we bring out the heat

Turn a whip to a sauna

Rock Tay Qu'an Boogie

Shout out my cousins

I was riding a Quad all through summer

We slid to the park and they know that I run it

Blockbuster runs tv dinners for supper

Weekends with dad for the moment we thuggin

Fuck what they talking bout

They do not know about struggle

I was too black for the white kids

And I was too light for the brothers

If this was the fifties

You know I'd be hunted

We don't go for nothing

I'd be a joke if I stood up for nothing

I'll be damned if I squander my chance

So I stand up for something

I really came from the bottom

Slept in the basement

Was me and my mama

When my parents spilt

We was staying at Poppop's

Lil Geno Lil Mag aye

I been in my bag aye

Keep my foot on the gas aye

All of them racks I ain't made off of rap

Finally making some music that I love

So now I can brag yeah yeah

I drop a tape and be back in a week

One foot in the grave

And one foot in they ass

I reached a point where I snapped

I cannot sit down

No I cannot do that aye