1000 Miles / Family Ties by Tae Retro Lyrics
[Intro]
*Engine starts*
"Hey, how 'bout we listen to a little bit of music"
"How did you know, I love this song!"
[Verse 1]
M-M-Master of this flow so nigga really what you mad for?
'Member "FusionDance," yeah, I was kicking through the back door
Shouts out to 60 in his bag, like a JanSport
Shouts out to Kavi', copped Designer 'cause it cost more
Retro served niggas for the green, Rajon Rondo
Used to want a brick house, now I got a condo
Pops told me to ball hard like I'm Lonzo
Now I'm kicking lyrics out the crib like a dojo (Retro!)
When I went homeless, swear it really changed my mindset
When you spelling "Retro" it's all caps, like a mad text
Got niggas waiting on my blow, like a bomb threat
Niggas really knock offs, just like some cheap threads
[Interlude]
Okay!
[Verse 2]
Tired of these niggas always lying 'bout the gunplay
Dare a nigga, try and send shots, they gon' ricochet
One pull and guaranteed I rip, like a Beyblade
Still spit bars strong enough to move the Earth's plates
Why these niggas acting straight opposite of masculine
Yes, Retro water whipping, why you gotta ask again?
Heard he in his feelings, who cares? Play the violin
Most them boys fake you better watch who you riding wit'
Whipping in a Pontiac, up like an Insomniac
Link where the homies at, now she want a text back
Tae Retro I really could of played for the Mavericks
And If I blow up it's all up to me I'll make it happen
*Engine starts*
"Hey, how 'bout we listen to a little bit of music"
"How did you know, I love this song!"
[Verse 1]
M-M-Master of this flow so nigga really what you mad for?
'Member "FusionDance," yeah, I was kicking through the back door
Shouts out to 60 in his bag, like a JanSport
Shouts out to Kavi', copped Designer 'cause it cost more
Retro served niggas for the green, Rajon Rondo
Used to want a brick house, now I got a condo
Pops told me to ball hard like I'm Lonzo
Now I'm kicking lyrics out the crib like a dojo (Retro!)
When I went homeless, swear it really changed my mindset
When you spelling "Retro" it's all caps, like a mad text
Got niggas waiting on my blow, like a bomb threat
Niggas really knock offs, just like some cheap threads
[Interlude]
Okay!
[Verse 2]
Tired of these niggas always lying 'bout the gunplay
Dare a nigga, try and send shots, they gon' ricochet
One pull and guaranteed I rip, like a Beyblade
Still spit bars strong enough to move the Earth's plates
Why these niggas acting straight opposite of masculine
Yes, Retro water whipping, why you gotta ask again?
Heard he in his feelings, who cares? Play the violin
Most them boys fake you better watch who you riding wit'
Whipping in a Pontiac, up like an Insomniac
Link where the homies at, now she want a text back
Tae Retro I really could of played for the Mavericks
And If I blow up it's all up to me I'll make it happen