Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 40 Lower River, artist - Redway
Date of issue: 10.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
40 Lower River |
Yo, my niggas been doing this shit since day one |
I’m still here with my day one, all ya niggas just |
Comin' around acting like we know you son? |
We don’t know you my nigga |
We been going through your hood taking your bitch |
And bringing her back this shits like tic-tac-toe |
I swear to god (He he he) |
Talk to 'em |
Steady kickin' doors I got my foot in (Yeah) |
Back when niggas told me that I couldn’t (Remember that?) |
I’ve been laughing from the penthouse |
No PR, blogs on deck, how’d I get out? |
Niggas who would diss me wanna get down |
Me and Deez like now |
Boulevard, yeah we signing all the breast now |
You got a stamp from the best out |
Hit a line, if you nose then you knows |
Get a whiff cause you know that my niggas bouta blow |
Who the fuck want what?, who the fuck want what? |
Let her suck then cut, now the bitch gon' hold a grudge |
Really new name gon' be Moses when I flood shit (wait) |
Who would help me build better really loves swims |
Deep in, I don’t when I float |
I swear I’ll never choke, I’m a goat |
Let me glow nigga |
Like back in the day when I see mans |
You weren’t even hailing mans tho |
Are y- I’m not hailing you up with your fake handshake! |
Freaking giving me a bottle I’m not drinking out your bottle! |
I’m not chilling witchu smoking your blunt |
Dawg I’m off of this man, I don’t fuck witchu |
Straight (You a wasteman.) |
I see these niggas and their pictures |
From the club, every week, on the same shit |
They live the life and got the ice, but pay for pussy |
See to me that’s really lame shit |
I’m in an Echo pullin' up and get the same bitch |
You just to pull up in a Range sick |
Like get my nigga, this here all is for the same bitch |
I’ll be that same cheap nigga when the fame hits |
I’ll let that money work for me and keep payment |
I fuck my BM, that’s on some Kane shit |
But now looking right at me and set to train it |
Since then I value all the blessings when the pain hits |
'Cause theres niggas who lost it all tryna make this |
It’s well done when I’m knowing that the stakes stick |
It was never about being street, nigga I’m concrete |
Cement house on the beat |
Living cracks when we speak like |
We’re not even trying to do a ting no more |
We’re not even trying, we’re doing the damn ting |
That’s it |