Boondawg - LA Freestyle

{verse 1}

It’s finally paying off
The nights we spend in hell
The flights and all the bills, 'cause now we in the hills

Feels like i seen it all
This shit is so surreal
Like i dont know no more, you tell me how it feels

You tell me how i went from where they never make it to all these amazing places
They told me that i was basic
But i - gave no fucks
Didn‘t give a shit about the matrix, the critics and expectations
Whatever i get i take it

I ain’t never had it
Money, women and fame see all these niggas addicts
I was never the same i can’t be livin' lavish
If mummy is still in vain, look for the bag and grab it
If mummy is still in pain, look for the code and crack it

That’s why we never lacking
That’s why we never flinched a second being in this rap shit
Thats why the food is always fast, that’s why it still be ratchet
That’s why the loud pack on the beat but this shit never packaged
This shit is everlasting

I’m trynna make everyone eat but u know they be graspin
For way too long i was trynna speak but now my gun be blastin'
I go 200 on the speed and hope the fuel be lastin'
I pray the lord ma soul to keep i hope i won't be crashin'

{hook}

So long
Been on my own for so long
Been all alone for so long
This shit been feeling so wrong
I flipped the switch lilke hold on
Im finally gettin' ma mode on
"come back", but i’m so gone
I’m finally gettin my mode on
I’m finally gettin my -

{verse 2}

What if i fade away
It's worth the wait what they always say
But what's it worth if i die today
All ma goals still be miles away
All the "wait" take ma time away

Love and hate for my mind cause i overthink every night and day
Heaven‘s gate out of sight
Ask the lord if i could rewind and pray

Set in stone, shit is all written
Man the proof is in the pudding
In the skin, they overlook it
They might shoot me if i'm hooded

Shit that keeps me up at night
Jetlag yeah i’m off a flight
I might go and drop the mic
I might go and drop a body
Smoke 'em like a hot tamale
Fuck you and your after party
Watch these niggas pop a molly
Pop a xan, pop a perc
All these niggas insecure
Thought it was a competition but these niggas hella hurt

They done told me life’s a bitch i fucked that bitch and made her squirt
99 problems but that bitch was never one for sure
'99 nigga but i son em like i’m papa bear
I son 'em and they prada paps now watch me take my sons to work

New boonie
Shit was never new to me
Melrose avenue shopping
Made me feel like george clooney

Talks with karim at urth café my life is good
Askin' ourselves how the fuck we made it to hollywood, but nah for real

Shit is so insane
I need someone to explain
All the time yeah i been waitin’ for

{hook}

So long
Been on my own for so long
Been all alone for so long
This shit been feeling so wrong
I flipped the switch lilke hold on
Im finally gettin' ma mode on
"come back", but i’m so gone
I’m finally gettin my mode on
I’m finally gettin my -