Letra de Separated From Reality
Ayo, Ran, turn that up
I had to chill out with livin' illegal
I had to chill out with livin' illegal
High life, Top Kid hang out the regal
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion
My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here, I wouldn't even go through the whole shit
We in the Mase', Top Kid party
I'm in the SRT, she wanna top me
Let's take it fast like Bugatti, yeah
He in the scope, I got him, he done
Okay, we in Maserati, yeah
Facin' somе years, I ain't postin' a gun
I can't even tеll these niggas, I know what they on
They say it's money on my head
Try to take me from ELA, you dumb
I'm gettin' face, I be pourin' straight in the Minute Maid
We know his pills fake, that's why that boy gettin' kidney pain
And I be gettin' cake and I'm gettin' paid it ain't nun, man
I had to chill out with livin' illegal
High life, Top Kid hang out the regal
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion
My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here, I wouldn't even go through the whole shit
I had to chill out with livin' illegal
High life, Top Kid hang out the regal
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion
My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion
My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here, I wouldn't even go through the whole shit
We in the Mase', Top Kid party
I'm in the SRT, she wanna top me
Let's take it fast like Bugatti, yeah
He in the scope, I got him, he done
Okay, we in Maserati, yeah
Facin' somе years, I ain't postin' a gun
I can't even tеll these niggas, I know what they on
They say it's money on my head
Try to take me from ELA, you dumb
I'm gettin' face, I be pourin' straight in the Minute Maid
We know his pills fake, that's why that boy gettin' kidney pain
And I be gettin' cake and I'm gettin' paid it ain't nun, man
I had to chill out with livin' illegal
High life, Top Kid hang out the regal
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion
My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here, I wouldn't even go through the whole shit
I had to chill out with livin' illegal
High life, Top Kid hang out the regal
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion
My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here
