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Alohea - Tour Life Lyrics

[Intro]
Hold on (Alohea, did you make this?)
Say what? Let's do it (Choppin' shit up like Trippy)
Uh, let's do it
I can take some time off, still come back and fuck, uh

[Chorus]
I can take some time off, still come back, fuck over niggas
He keep on postin' on his page, it might be time to show them niggas
I cannot beef with no rat, please don't say you my opp if you told on a nigga
That nigga went broke, in a dill, he tried to diss me, we put a hold on niggas, hold on
Go five percent around the sides and I surrounded the windshield
Uh, know every day I talk to God 'cause I don't supposed to be here
Fuck an opp ho, makе her scream, "Free L5," can't wait 'til they free him
Uh, I drop thе bag, I pay that bond, his soul gone, delete him

[Verse]
You ain't been in that box 6 in the morning all the way to 7 p.m.
Uh, all the opps who hidin' in the jail, I hope the judge free them (Free them boys)
I'ma get 'em whacked, your partner gone, I'll send your ass to meet him
I know I'll probably never win a Grammy, but it would be nice to be there
Finna go on tour with Rod (On God), tellin' everybody come see me there
On twin, might trip out, I see Sexyy Red 'cause hashtag DG need her
I'm tired of regular Air Force 1s, need a Supreme or need a Flea pair
I don't do no lyin', if I'm with the Backend Child, you still will not see me cap
I'm on all the bullshit, sit outside the function, we heard the opps gon' be there
We outside lookin' for 'em
This beef been gettin' borin', let's spark it up
Just might go see the Saints if my ho from New Orleans
I'm with them blazers, them young niggas shootin' shit straight like they from Portland (On God)
[Chorus]
I can take some time off, still come back, fuck over niggas
He keep on postin' on his page, it might be time to show them niggas
I cannot beef with no rat, please don't say you my opp if you told on a nigga
That nigga went broke, in a dill, he tried to diss me, we put a hold on niggas, hold on
Go five percent around the sides and I surrounded the windshield
Uh, know every day I talk to God 'cause I don't supposed to be here
Fuck an opp ho, make her scream, "Free L5," can't wait 'til they free him
Uh, I drop the bag, I pay that bond, his soul gone, delete him