All Gon' be Straight - Felly

Im always waking up to sirens

Yo pack it, pass it

Anything to close these eyelids

Yo boy trynna bloom like Iris

Someone better strap me up I’m going loco

Wishing i could be back local

Back in '04 mom’s Volvo

Yo my days now they move slo-mo

Killing times kicking rocks on that corner

Im lawless with no order

Trynna be flawless my a order

Shoot like comets straight towards you (please)

Remove your hands imm tryna breathe

Like fuck this class im trynna dream

Got what it takes they still don’t believe

But know I got a couple tricks up my sleeve

High like the seats on a rover

This is life bro I sleep when its over

Have a little bit of weed with the cobra

Won’t stop till im deep in a coma

I be who I wanna

Low-key you know me

I keep it rocking like ocean

I slit my wrists and its golden

All I know is I know this

That it’s

All gon' be straight

I ain’t tripping bro its all gon' be straight

(all gon' be straight)

So mind your business bro its all gon' be straight

(all gon' be straight)

Like why not i said its all gon' be straight

(all gon' be straight)

Like why a lot

From the north

(from the north)

To the south

(to the south)

Im off like labor day

And i hate to say

But yo please can you shut your mouth

From the east

(from the east)

To the west

Fresh dress off a little bit of west

Till I bench press

Cold shit type of shit leave the bed wet

Said its depressing

(straight depressing)

Straight depressing how we moving

I wake up and count my loses

Still i swear Im never losing

This that g shit

For those who don’t kill

Speak shit until my throat ill

Get seasick i got boat

Yo jesus we move so ill

I ain’t trying be concerned

When these people tangle my nerves

Yo im lethal you got my word

My cerebral it move absurd

Back when I was sweeping floors

And just keying to open doors

Lets believe in something more

No excuses take the world

Damn

Fel move through on the ones and twos

Letting hell break lose

Smoking L’s on stoops

Never misconstrue what the kid gonna do

Movin corners groove to groove

(thats groove to groove)

Up and down like 2 on 2s

Still vibin

And thats great

Same old CT shit with less mistakes

Home set the bar let me lift the weight

I said