Screen’s Falling (feat. Coast & Ayana) Lyrics & Tabs by South Park Mexican
Screen’s Falling (feat. Coast & Ayana)
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[Chorus:]
Screens Falling from the sky
Boys swing in all those
Lil' throwed folks
We sunny side for life
Candy on my '4, I'm so throwed.
[Verse 1: South Park Mexican]
It feel good givin' back to the hood
I'm tryin' to make up for all the dope I cook
& for all the dope fiends I woop.
Remember my first gun? I almost shot my foot
Surrounded by crackheads. I would wonder?
Will a nigga ever make it out this gutter?
Cops would come, all of us would run
There was 9 of us, they couldn't catch one
Will a nigga ever make it out this gutter?
Cops would come, all of us would run
There was 9 of us, they couldn't catch one
Good old days, I won't forget
While I write on this laptop in this jet
With the Universal Records President
& they say everything I do
I'm the first mexican
Ain't no love & ain't no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty make your chest look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm a goddamn fool
I'm puttin' 17 strip dancers all through school.
[Chorus:]
Screens Falling from the sky
Boys swing in all those
Lil' throwed folks
We sunny side for life
Candy on my '4, I'm so throwed.
[Verse 2: Coast]
& you can find me in a parkin' lot
Parkin' a drop, hop in the X5
That's my SUV, yes my
Next time I pull up &
Some of that old crazy shit
I will roll down my windows & got
7 inches for the radius
Maybe it's the attention that I'm gettin'
When they spinnin' or maybe
It's just the liquor that I'm sippin'
& got me feelin' like I can't be taken lightly
Cause I been poppin' pills
So you ain't gon' like me
I might be distributin' llello
Put you on my payroll
Supply you with a bird
But you don't move it 'til I say so
Make sure you don't take
No money out from under me
'Cause I'm the type of player
That's gonna run up in your company
Don't trust me 'cause I never sober
Usually I'm gone off for that
Pink or Purple soda
You better move over
I'm not far from vomitin'
Los & Coast's the shit
But still that diet ain't no stoppin' him.
[Chorus:]
Screens Falling from the sky
Boys swing in all those
Lil' throwed folks
We sunny side for life
Candy on my '4, I'm so throwed.
[Verse 3: South Park Mexican]
I don't give a fuck 'cause
We some hustlaz, friends we once was
Now I once blood, scratchin' on my 6
That's somethin' that a bitch'll do
I'll bet you squat down everytime you piss out brew
Tomahawk, show these niggas your tattoo
While we bang Screw, Erykah Badu
Knock knock, pop trunk on the boulevarde.
How the fuck you gon' act like your pussy's hard?
Once again, S.P. Man, true killer
Fuck talkin' bitch, show me what to do nigga
Representer, bow before you enter
There's a reward for the man that can find my temper
Sick & tired of you jealous ass bitches.
Send you to hell & you can call me long distance
Dont't run your mouth homeboy, you ain't deep enough
Get on your phone & go & call some more people up.
[Chorus:]
Screens Falling from the sky
Boys swing in all those
Lil' throwed folks
We sunny side for life
Candy on my '4, I'm so throwed.
