Interstate 10
Mustard, Future
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Bitch, she breaking a nigga heart Yeah The person they want a nigga to be (how that shit go) This shit breaking my heart (the game) Shit you never see (10 Summers) Mustard on the beat, ho Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pullin' kick doors Yeah, we was hanging at the bando Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo Flew them Dracos out to LA on a PJ And we taking off no delay No delay, we taking up the murder rate Everything from chinchos to parquet Audemar baguette, have it tinted, better relay Money coming through, blue hundreds on impact Married to the game, caught new pinkstones No new friends, copped five new phones Extend money, need to be the right one Double up my cup, ooh-ooh pop one Copped new drops, upper echelon Hustler's dream to live lavish In the middle of the night, go to Saturn Two toned Patek, go spazzin' Ten brand new whips in traffic No evidence, no lacking Bentley routine, go re-up Fully loaded magazine when you see us It's a full time job tryna stay on point Glock four-zero, hollow points Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pullin' kick doors Yeah, we was hanging at the bando Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo Flew them Dracos out to LA on a PJ And we taking off no delay No delay, we taking up the murder rate Everything from chinchos to parquet Game chose me, ain't choose this Empty out the clip before you lose this If your city on your back and your shoulder You gotta rally, you gotta spray like a soldier Vultures, they come with the territory V12, your motor is mandatory Whipping the soda, be cool, do the speed Make it on Interstate 10 and achieve This is not regular town, you gon' bleed Came from the game, ain't no trust, pushing keys From the cook up to the tour bus You see how far our ambition took us We bring all the hood niggas with us The non-believers, we made 'em believe us From my block to your block, they love homicide Looking like a foreign dealership outside Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pullin' kick doors Yeah, we was hanging at the bando Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo Flew them Dracos out to LA on a PJ And we taking off no delay No delay, we taking up the murder rate Everything from chinchos to parquet Interstate 10 We risked it all to get it in And we would risk it again It's breaking my heart, this currency Knowing it's breaking me heart It's tearing me up, what you're doing to me It's tearing me apart This greed and this envy, don't know where to go Don't know where to start
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Written by: Nayvadius Wilburn, Shahrukh Z Khan
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