For So Long Lyrics
| Song | For So Long |
| Artist | B-Legit |
| Album | The Hemp Museum |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| B-legit： | |
| So much mail i can hardly spend it | |
| Vs lumps in my rolex pendent | |
| Shit been spending for the past ten years | |
| Face done escaped all tatooed tears | |
| I guess i can only thank the lord for that | |
| 'cuz shit was gettin' hectice tryin' to get my scratch | |
| If it wasn't them one time penelopes | |
| It was coward ass niggaz tryin' to take my g's | |
| When i first started out i was broke as a bitch | |
| Grew up in the slums wouldn't trade it for shit | |
| 'cuz the niggaz that was rich when i was poor | |
| Is now on blow and comin' through buyin fat 2-0 | |
| See they spend it with me | |
| But pretendin' to be | |
| On the grind | |
| Tryin' to get a stack like mine | |
| But now i'm knowin' | |
| Pockets growin' | |
| And when it's snowin' | |
| ??????? | |
| Yo' nigga can't lie i was livin' it up | |
| The rule of big pimpin' now my '70 cut' | |
| I probably hit the park drinkin on bo's berry | |
| Slammin' rick james 'cuz i'm in love with mary | |
| You can't be scary if you want your scrill | |
| Pack you steel | |
| Nigga kill at will | |
| Guard your grille | |
| 'cuz if you real | |
| Then it's on | |
| I'm talkin' so long | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi's | |
| So many playas comin' up in the game | |
| And everybody got a sack of rock cocaine | |
| Mobb car drivin' | |
| Condo livin' | |
| And every fuckin' day was just like thanksgiving | |
| The city where i'm from is getting so damn cold | |
| Niggaz outta control | |
| At 16 years old | |
| Them young muthafuckas ain't givin' a fuck | |
| They tryin' to get a buck | |
| And get some hair on their nuts | |
| The savage ass grind starting takin' my mind | |
| A nigga came through with all new tec-9's | |
| Semi-automatic with extended clips | |
| A chopper every nigga down with my click | |
| Neighborhood funkin' | |
| Mail's on slow | |
| It's barely comin' through | |
| And all i'm sellin is o's | |
| I ride high performance when it gets like this | |
| Electric everything, racing cam and kits | |
| I'm livin' on the edge but i'm lovin' the high | |
| I'm either goin' down or i'm goin' die | |
| Hot ones echo through the geto limp | |
| Put the tip out the window let the ak spit | |
| They just caught my homey with a pound of crack | |
| Plus the other day they said he robbed a bank | |
| A million dollar bail in his uncle's own | |
| All charges got dropped cuz it's oh so long | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi's | |
| My momma must have prayed real hard for me | |
| 'cuz i woke up in the mornin' wasn't slanging no d | |
| I was on my way out to the church to see | |
| If the lord could find a better way today for b | |
| Read me some scriptures | |
| Fed my soul | |
| And i'll tell you like this i ain't slangin' no more | |
| Your boys been blessed in so many ways | |
| In the night and in the day and in his name i pray | |
| Thanks for the lexus, jewels, and home | |
| Even though i can't take 'em with me when i'm gone | |
| But heaven is the place for legitimate b | |
| So when you come and get your folks you comin' for me | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi's |
| Blegit: | |
| So much mail i can hardly spend it | |
| Vs lumps in my rolex pendent | |
| Shit been spending for the past ten years | |
| Face done escaped all tatooed tears | |
| I guess i can only thank the lord for that | |
| ' cuz shit was gettin' hectice tryin' to get my scratch | |
| If it wasn' t them one time penelopes | |
| It was coward ass niggaz tryin' to take my g' s | |
| When i first started out i was broke as a bitch | |
| Grew up in the slums wouldn' t trade it for shit | |
| ' cuz the niggaz that was rich when i was poor | |
| Is now on blow and comin' through buyin fat 20 | |
| See they spend it with me | |
| But pretendin' to be | |
| On the grind | |
| Tryin' to get a stack like mine | |
| But now i' m knowin' | |
| Pockets growin' | |
| And when it' s snowin' | |
| ??????? | |
| Yo' nigga can' t lie i was livin' it up | |
| The rule of big pimpin' now my ' 70 cut' | |
| I probably hit the park drinkin on bo' s berry | |
| Slammin' rick james ' cuz i' m in love with mary | |
| You can' t be scary if you want your scrill | |
| Pack you steel | |
| Nigga kill at will | |
| Guard your grille | |
| ' cuz if you real | |
| Then it' s on | |
| I' m talkin' so long | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi' s | |
| So many playas comin' up in the game | |
| And everybody got a sack of rock cocaine | |
| Mobb car drivin' | |
| Condo livin' | |
| And every fuckin' day was just like thanksgiving | |
| The city where i' m from is getting so damn cold | |
| Niggaz outta control | |
| At 16 years old | |
| Them young muthafuckas ain' t givin' a fuck | |
| They tryin' to get a buck | |
| And get some hair on their nuts | |
| The savage ass grind starting takin' my mind | |
| A nigga came through with all new tec9' s | |
| Semiautomatic with extended clips | |
| A chopper every nigga down with my click | |
| Neighborhood funkin' | |
| Mail' s on slow | |
| It' s barely comin' through | |
| And all i' m sellin is o' s | |
| I ride high performance when it gets like this | |
| Electric everything, racing cam and kits | |
| I' m livin' on the edge but i' m lovin' the high | |
| I' m either goin' down or i' m goin' die | |
| Hot ones echo through the geto limp | |
| Put the tip out the window let the ak spit | |
| They just caught my homey with a pound of crack | |
| Plus the other day they said he robbed a bank | |
| A million dollar bail in his uncle' s own | |
| All charges got dropped cuz it' s oh so long | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi' s | |
| My momma must have prayed real hard for me | |
| ' cuz i woke up in the mornin' wasn' t slanging no d | |
| I was on my way out to the church to see | |
| If the lord could find a better way today for b | |
| Read me some scriptures | |
| Fed my soul | |
| And i' ll tell you like this i ain' t slangin' no more | |
| Your boys been blessed in so many ways | |
| In the night and in the day and in his name i pray | |
| Thanks for the lexus, jewels, and home | |
| Even though i can' t take ' em with me when i' m gone | |
| But heaven is the place for legitimate b | |
| So when you come and get your folks you comin' for me | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi' s |
| Blegit: | |
| So much mail i can hardly spend it | |
| Vs lumps in my rolex pendent | |
| Shit been spending for the past ten years | |
| Face done escaped all tatooed tears | |
| I guess i can only thank the lord for that | |
| ' cuz shit was gettin' hectice tryin' to get my scratch | |
| If it wasn' t them one time penelopes | |
| It was coward ass niggaz tryin' to take my g' s | |
| When i first started out i was broke as a bitch | |
| Grew up in the slums wouldn' t trade it for shit | |
| ' cuz the niggaz that was rich when i was poor | |
| Is now on blow and comin' through buyin fat 20 | |
| See they spend it with me | |
| But pretendin' to be | |
| On the grind | |
| Tryin' to get a stack like mine | |
| But now i' m knowin' | |
| Pockets growin' | |
| And when it' s snowin' | |
| ??????? | |
| Yo' nigga can' t lie i was livin' it up | |
| The rule of big pimpin' now my ' 70 cut' | |
| I probably hit the park drinkin on bo' s berry | |
| Slammin' rick james ' cuz i' m in love with mary | |
| You can' t be scary if you want your scrill | |
| Pack you steel | |
| Nigga kill at will | |
| Guard your grille | |
| ' cuz if you real | |
| Then it' s on | |
| I' m talkin' so long | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi' s | |
| So many playas comin' up in the game | |
| And everybody got a sack of rock cocaine | |
| Mobb car drivin' | |
| Condo livin' | |
| And every fuckin' day was just like thanksgiving | |
| The city where i' m from is getting so damn cold | |
| Niggaz outta control | |
| At 16 years old | |
| Them young muthafuckas ain' t givin' a fuck | |
| They tryin' to get a buck | |
| And get some hair on their nuts | |
| The savage ass grind starting takin' my mind | |
| A nigga came through with all new tec9' s | |
| Semiautomatic with extended clips | |
| A chopper every nigga down with my click | |
| Neighborhood funkin' | |
| Mail' s on slow | |
| It' s barely comin' through | |
| And all i' m sellin is o' s | |
| I ride high performance when it gets like this | |
| Electric everything, racing cam and kits | |
| I' m livin' on the edge but i' m lovin' the high | |
| I' m either goin' down or i' m goin' die | |
| Hot ones echo through the geto limp | |
| Put the tip out the window let the ak spit | |
| They just caught my homey with a pound of crack | |
| Plus the other day they said he robbed a bank | |
| A million dollar bail in his uncle' s own | |
| All charges got dropped cuz it' s oh so long | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi' s | |
| My momma must have prayed real hard for me | |
| ' cuz i woke up in the mornin' wasn' t slanging no d | |
| I was on my way out to the church to see | |
| If the lord could find a better way today for b | |
| Read me some scriptures | |
| Fed my soul | |
| And i' ll tell you like this i ain' t slangin' no more | |
| Your boys been blessed in so many ways | |
| In the night and in the day and in his name i pray | |
| Thanks for the lexus, jewels, and home | |
| Even though i can' t take ' em with me when i' m gone | |
| But heaven is the place for legitimate b | |
| So when you come and get your folks you comin' for me | |
| X4 | |
| Oh so long making my revi' s |
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