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CloverdaleRell - 64 Lyrics



CloverdaleRell - 64 Lyrics




I'm coming down 64, on my way back to the city
Got some niggas that owe me bread, got this jawn that say she miss me
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
I'm coming down 64, I just pray ion see the troopers
Bought these shits for 15, when I hit the city, I'm going stupid
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64

Back when Cool B had the Benz truck, like Wayne from Shoota's
I been getting money, word to these patent leather Prada's
Moncler joggers, sold two pounds at Carrabba's
Rather kick a door before I ask my mother for a dollar

F*ck 12, said that was his forever mood
He too old for the time, with too much pride for the interviews
I guess its lit 'til your covers blown like an innertube
Two years here, some months there, that was the interlude

Uh, I guess you about to do that album now
Coming home to grandkids, your daughter crib crowded now
Yeah, her baby daddy drive an Audi now
You tryin to tell him chill driving some Timb's, my nigga how you sound

I'm coming down 64, on my way back to the city
Got some niggas that owe me bread, got this jawn that say she miss me
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
I'm coming down 64, I just pray ion see the troopers
Bought these shits for 15, when I hit the city, I'm going stupid
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64

I got on white Red Bottoms in the rain
And that leather so soft, got me singing like Lil Wayne
Never played Fortnite, I was busy playing with change
Burberry crewneck, treat that shit like its a Hanes

Uh, get fresh, I might it out from where the blood spills
This money on the counter, got it looking like a drug deal
Get over 20 on your face, you'll have the plug feel
And once she gets it tatted, I know the loves real

You get jammed, you gon' tell or what
You in the Feds callin collect, asking who selling what
Nigga's like that, you can't tell em much
You got everything to gain, you know in this game it ain't never trust

I'm coming down 64, on my way back to the city
Got some niggas that owe me bread, got this jawn that say she miss me
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
I'm coming down 64, I just pray ion see the troopers
Bought these shits for 15, when I hit the city, I'm going stupid
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
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I'm coming down 64, on my way back to the city
Got some niggas that owe me bread, got this jawn that say she miss me
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
I'm coming down 64, I just pray ion see the troopers
Bought these shits for 15, when I hit the city, I'm going stupid
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64

Back when Cool B had the Benz truck, like Wayne from Shoota's
I been getting money, word to these patent leather Prada's
Moncler joggers, sold two pounds at Carrabba's
Rather kick a door before I ask my mother for a dollar

F*ck 12, said that was his forever mood
He too old for the time, with too much pride for the interviews
I guess its lit 'til your covers blown like an innertube
Two years here, some months there, that was the interlude

Uh, I guess you about to do that album now
Coming home to grandkids, your daughter crib crowded now
Yeah, her baby daddy drive an Audi now
You tryin to tell him chill driving some Timb's, my nigga how you sound

I'm coming down 64, on my way back to the city
Got some niggas that owe me bread, got this jawn that say she miss me
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
I'm coming down 64, I just pray ion see the troopers
Bought these shits for 15, when I hit the city, I'm going stupid
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64

I got on white Red Bottoms in the rain
And that leather so soft, got me singing like Lil Wayne
Never played Fortnite, I was busy playing with change
Burberry crewneck, treat that shit like its a Hanes

Uh, get fresh, I might it out from where the blood spills
This money on the counter, got it looking like a drug deal
Get over 20 on your face, you'll have the plug feel
And once she gets it tatted, I know the loves real

You get jammed, you gon' tell or what
You in the Feds callin collect, asking who selling what
Nigga's like that, you can't tell em much
You got everything to gain, you know in this game it ain't never trust

I'm coming down 64, on my way back to the city
Got some niggas that owe me bread, got this jawn that say she miss me
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
I'm coming down 64, I just pray ion see the troopers
Bought these shits for 15, when I hit the city, I'm going stupid
(Down 64)
I'm coming down 64
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Writer: Gerell Brown
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Written by: Gerell Brown

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