Lil Keed - Long Way To Go Lyrics

[Intro]My baby, my babyMy baby, my babyMy baby, my babyMy baby, my babyTalk to 'em[Chorus]Got a long way to go, but I'm closer than everI Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweaterI go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot)I'm pullin' up, four hundred and betterIt's a real blitz storm in this motherfuckin' bezelI put my heart out, I wrote me a letterA nigga so rich, yeah, they callin' me treasure (I wrote me a letter)I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got sticks, I ain't hidin'My bitch, exotic like somethin' from the islandsMy peace, so sacred, I stay by violencеL.A., I ducked off, in the hills, the highеst[Verse 1]Went got my bands upI just be entertainin' the crowd just like a stand-upI was down on my dick, couldn't even stand up (Stand)Yeah, your block get twisted, yeah, nigga, get patted up (Yes, sir)I want everything I see, just bag it up (Bag it, bag it)Too many cameras on the condo, just need to back me up (Back it up)Yeah, she dropped her draws, her ass soft like cotton ballsCan't even hold the Draco in my hand, it jump like a frog (Grrt)Boy, kill yourself, you think my daughter ain't gettin' fedHavin' a talk with Bankroll, that'll get a nigga stretched (Stretched)Yeah, they talkin' 'bout doing this and that, but you know they scaredNigga mad 'bout they bankroll, income ain't comin' in yet[Chorus]Got a long way to go, but I'm closer than everI Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweaterI go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot)I'm pullin' up, four hundred and betterIt's a real blitz storm in this motherfuckin' bezelI put my heart out, I wrote me a letterA nigga so rich, yeah, they callin' me treasure (I wrote me a letter)I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got sticks, I ain't hidin'My bitch, exotic like somethin' from the islandsMy peace, so sacred, I stay by violenceL.A., I ducked off, in the hills, the highest[Bridge]My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby (My baby)My baby, my baby, my baby (Ayy, baby), my baby[Verse 2]Smellin' like Tom Ford, baby girl lovin' my hygiene (Hygiene)Yeah, I'm drippin' in fashion and I ride with these magazines (Brrt)Choker chain dance, yeah, fast car drivin'Stains on my jeans, it wasn't for that, you would've never caught meI just have a lot of rings on me like a AudiLifestyle I'm livin', I never pop itHe made the wrong turn on Bleveland, then they burnt him upRidin' 'round with a lot of racks in my jeans, yeah, I got Birkins on me (Racks)Ho thought I was slow 'cause I'm sippin' Codeine, bitch, you burnt as fuckKnow that you runnin' 'round here fuckin' the whole gang, yeah, you slurpin' us[Chorus]Got a long way to go, but I'm closer than everI Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweaterI go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot)I'm pullin' up, four hundred and betterIt's a real blitz storm in this motherfuckin' bezelI put my heart out, I wrote me a letterA nigga so rich, yeah, they callin' me treasure (I wrote me a letter)I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got sticks, I ain't hidin'My bitch, exotic like somethin' from the islandsMy peace, so sacred, I stay by violenceL.A., I ducked off, in the hills, the highest[Outro]My baby, my baby, my baby, my babyMy baby, my baby, my baby, my baby