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Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

The Regular by Big Scarr




The Regular
(BandPlay)
Let's go (Let's go)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Let's go (Let's go)
Phew, phew, phew, phew
Let's go (Let's go)
Uh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Let's go (Let's go)

Uh, when I clear out my schedule (Schedule)
I'm in the hood everyday on the regular (On the regular)
I'm from south Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (Twenty-sixes on Chevy trucks)
Straight eight the charger, polices ain't catching us (Know they ain't catchin' us)
Nah, let's go (Let's go)
Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (Catch you one)
Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (The AR got a honey bun)
You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (Gotta go get you some)
Better get you some, woah (Go)

I hit the stage, nah, no nigga ain't give me nothin' (No)
Still get 'em in for the low, b**ch, can't function nothin' (No, I can't function nothin')
Been havin' motion back then so I barely stunt (I barely stunt)
Yeah, I barely stunt, woah
In love with straight eight, hit the gas and I do a stunt (Then I do a stunt)
You ain't got no pull in your hood, you ain't runnin' nothin' (You ain't runnin' nothin')
These racks to my money, I flip it and run it up (I flip it and run it up)
If you know me, better think 'fore runnin' up (Better think 'fore runnin' up)
Don't try to beef with me 'less you a hundred up (Gotta stay double up)
Nigga double up, woah
Can't show no love, put my feelings in double cups (Woah)
Reach for my chain at the show, then we goin' up (We goin' up)
Tape full of shooters, ain't no nigga boein' us (Ain't no nigga boein' us)
Got the opps wanna join us (Woah)
b**ch, your group there actin' like they be knowin' us (Woah, go)
Feelin' my tags when I pull up in foreign truck (I pull up in foreign truck)
Don't try your luck, nigga the one that might change up (I know you might change up)
Might get her tummy tucked, but I can't spoil her (Nah)
Wide body get 'em, my b**ch with the sports (Let's go)
Diss on the 'net, then real life they avoid (Everytime they avoid sh*t)
Came a long way servin' grams out a quarter (Grams out a quarter)
Still a street nigga, pull up in the store (Pull up at the store)
Can't post in my hood, better not come 'cross the border (Can't come 'cross the border)

Uh, when I clear out my schedule (Schedule)
I'm in the hood everyday on the regular (On the regular)
I'm from south Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (Twenty-sixes on Chevy trucks)
Straight eight the charger, polices ain't catching us (Know they ain't catchin' us)
Nah, let's go (Let's go)
Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (Catch you one)
Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (The AR got a honey bun)
You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (Huh)
Better get you some, woah

Can't take these rap niggas serious (Nah)
My jeans, they Amiris
It's leather, Supreme on my coat (Supreme on my coat)
Drive the 'Cat like Fast & Furious (Phew), give me tunnel vision (Phew), still sippin' and rollin' up dope (I'm rollin' up dope)
He done trusted me through the city, I'm clutchin' the Glock, still ride with my Drac' on the floor (My sticks on the floor)
Poverty, yeah, I'm the GOAT (Yeah)
I made a livin' off grass (Woah), but this in the past (Woah), I guess if you know, then you know (Know, then you know)
No, I can't give him a pass (Woah), but we on your ass (Woah), I caught him down bad with the ho (Yeah, he gotta go)
No, you can't hang with the gang, hurt your toe (Woah)
Out in Miami, I'm zoolin' with Zo (I'm zoolin' with Zo)
b**ches bikini, white pounds on my toes (White pounds on my toes)
Need a backend at the Fanta flow (Let's go)

Uh, when I clear out my schedule (Schedule)
I'm in the hood everyday on the regular (On the regular)
I'm from south Memphis, throw sixes on Chevy trucks (Twenty-sixes on Chevy trucks)
Straight eight the charger, polices ain't catching us (Know they ain't catchin' us)
Nah, let's go (Let's go)
Phew, wanna be down with the gang? Gotta catch you one (Catch you one)
Glock got a switch, the AR got a honey bun (The AR got a honey bun)
You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, go get you some (Go get you some)
Better get you some, woah




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