Coi Leray - Too Far lyrics
Coi Leray Collins [NBAYOUNGCOZ]
[Coi Leray - Too Far lyrics]
My brother just got out of
Jail and he doin' well
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Free my nigga Atkins
Free my nigga that's locked
Yeah, he locked up in the box
He ain't make it too far
Went and shot up all his opps
Other homie on the run
But he ain't make it too far
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he
Hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides
He don't know who to trust
Now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, he was slidin'
Turned to a felon
Now he can't take trips to islands
Gotta feed his baby mama, she at home
The baby cryin'
He can't take it no more
All his friends out here dyin'
That lil' boy just turned eighteen
Don't take my other half
I'd rather you take me
Yeah, that boy was a shooter
Before he start dating
He want out this life, swear
This shit is so crazy
Yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box
He ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run
But he ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he
Hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides
He don't know who to trust
Now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, yeah, free my nigga Atkins
Me and Ceemo out here and we spazzin'
Big Crip nigga hold the ratchet
Got money in the mattress
Tell you
"Fuck you" in your face with a passion
All up in my business, who askin'?
These Prada boots look good up in the Aspens
Flyest bitch, yeah, I cop the latest fashion
Couple of my niggas came from nothin'
Flipped a couple bricks, turned
Nothin' into somethin', oh
Yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box
He ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run
But he ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he
Hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides (Yeah, yeah)
He don't know who to trust
Now it's only him and his AR
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah
(Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here
(Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah
(Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here
Jail and he doin' well
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Free my nigga Atkins
Free my nigga that's locked
Yeah, he locked up in the box
He ain't make it too far
Went and shot up all his opps
Other homie on the run
But he ain't make it too far
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he
Hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides
He don't know who to trust
Now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, he was slidin'
Turned to a felon
Now he can't take trips to islands
Gotta feed his baby mama, she at home
The baby cryin'
He can't take it no more
All his friends out here dyin'
That lil' boy just turned eighteen
Don't take my other half
I'd rather you take me
Yeah, that boy was a shooter
Before he start dating
He want out this life, swear
This shit is so crazy
Yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box
He ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run
But he ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he
Hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides
He don't know who to trust
Now it's only him and his AR
Yeah, yeah, free my nigga Atkins
Me and Ceemo out here and we spazzin'
Big Crip nigga hold the ratchet
Got money in the mattress
Tell you
"Fuck you" in your face with a passion
All up in my business, who askin'?
These Prada boots look good up in the Aspens
Flyest bitch, yeah, I cop the latest fashion
Couple of my niggas came from nothin'
Flipped a couple bricks, turned
Nothin' into somethin', oh
Yeah
Free my nigga that's locked (That's locked)
Yeah, he locked up in the box
He ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Went and shot up all his opps (Shoot, pow)
Other homie on the run
But he ain't make it too far
(Far, far)
Yeah, he shot two times
He runnin' from the cops and he
Hopped up in his getaway car
Said his niggas switched sides (Yeah, yeah)
He don't know who to trust
Now it's only him and his AR
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah
(Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here
(Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
It's just me and my niggas, yeah, yeah
(Free all of my niggas)
Free my niggas (Free all my niggas)
Yeah, do it for the ones that's not here