Eldridgez Song by Soulja Quentin Lyrics
I put it on the stars
By summertime ill be lo-down
Nothings promised
Ive seen niggas wit Kilos frown
Niggas become subjects
Rodney B-Roll now
Touched up the walls wit my cans
Tricked off a glance
Yook tol me I broke the law
She never had a chance
Washin' my face with Ciroc
In the basement shadow boxin
Shadows hummin Otis Redding as demons bopped in -to the function
I count the days I felt alive
Just young black nigga ,distraught tryna thrive......
Having demonic thoughts my monster under my pillow
Pouring rose on my grand momma halo
My conscience Super popped up on my shoulder told me to run
Summer time fine jewelry glistenin like peach fuzz
Life dripping down her eye sockets
Take the rocks out of my pockets think u need love
This weed and alcohol set my eyes on fire
Takes a measure to a killers dreams
As detached ashy black fists clinch barbwire
Sipping pints of promethazine chasing peace
Yellow stars hover overhead \ they dont seem so far
There forces felt, even once they vanish with dark
These niggas playing games I need corsos thoughts
Ive never faced the fate of a heroes resolve
Was handed separated faiths
And a grip so flawless
I dint control the wings
Couldntve if I tried\\
Thankful Huey left on the light
By summertime ill be lo-down
Nothings promised
Ive seen niggas wit Kilos frown
Niggas become subjects
Rodney B-Roll now
Touched up the walls wit my cans
Tricked off a glance
Yook tol me I broke the law
She never had a chance
Washin' my face with Ciroc
In the basement shadow boxin
Shadows hummin Otis Redding as demons bopped in -to the function
I count the days I felt alive
Just young black nigga ,distraught tryna thrive......
Having demonic thoughts my monster under my pillow
Pouring rose on my grand momma halo
My conscience Super popped up on my shoulder told me to run
Summer time fine jewelry glistenin like peach fuzz
Life dripping down her eye sockets
Take the rocks out of my pockets think u need love
This weed and alcohol set my eyes on fire
Takes a measure to a killers dreams
As detached ashy black fists clinch barbwire
Sipping pints of promethazine chasing peace
Yellow stars hover overhead \ they dont seem so far
There forces felt, even once they vanish with dark
These niggas playing games I need corsos thoughts
Ive never faced the fate of a heroes resolve
Was handed separated faiths
And a grip so flawless
I dint control the wings
Couldntve if I tried\\
Thankful Huey left on the light