Polyester The Saint - RL Jumpsuit Lyrics

Holla at ya gwalla, bout a dollar then we huh
Then we huh

Yea you know I still get them
Lows from a text Free holla at ya gwalla
Bout a dollar then we besties
16 a P from them G's we was baggin
Cut the X with caffeine really f*ckin
Up the package but we crackin
Was really f*cked up but we managed
Plotting wit a rocket and a scheme
500 dollars, a quarter ounce and some beans
Praying to God that this shit shake
Robbed the connect cause the nigga
Was really dead weight
Really fеlt like I was running outta options
(uh) lookin out fa niggas left me flat
Up on my pockеts everytime
No phone calls or texts
Did I ever cross yo mind
I been snaked out by own kind (uh)
Relatives asides
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
If you got mine in mind then it's love
Wishing that it was what it was
But it is what it is 652 until it's thru
We bout to ball in this bitch

So we ball until we fall
Nah nigga we can't front you
It's us against the mobb but f*ck it
If that's what it comes to
I made a hundred thou in
This Ralph Lauren jumpsuit
To run up half a ticket in this Ralph Lauren
So we ball until we fall
Nah nigga we can't front you
It's us against the mobb but f*ck em
If that's what it comes to
To run up half a ticket
In this Ralph Lauren jumpsuit
I made a hundred thou in this Ralph Lauren