Lil Keed – Long Way To Go Lyrics | Video

Lyrics Long Way To Go – Lil Keed

My baby, my baby..④
Talk to ’em

Got a long way to go, but I’m closer than ever
I Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweater
I go through a lot but I keep it together
I’m pulling up, four hundred and better
It’s a real blitz storm in this motherf**kin’ bezel
I put my heart out, I wrote me a letter
A n**ga so rich, they calling me treasure
I’m stylin’, I’m wildin’, got sticks, I ain’t hiding
My b**ch, exotic, like something from the islands
My peace, so sacred, I stay by violence
LA, all ducked off, in the hills, the highest

Look how my bands up
I just be entertaining the crowd, just like a stand-up
I was down on my d!ck, couldn’t even stand up
Yeah, your block twisted, yeah, n**ga get patted up
I want everything I see, just bag it up
Too many cameras on the condo, just need to back me up
Yeah, she dropped her draws, her a*s soft like cotton balls
Can’t even hold the Draco in my hand, it jump like a frog
Boy, kill yourself, you think my daughter ain’t getting fed
Having a talk with Bankroll, that’ll get a n**ga stretched
Yeah, they talking ’bout doing this and that, but you know they scared
N**ga mad ’bout they bankroll, income ain’t coming in, yeah

Got a long way to go, but I’m closer than ever
I Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweater
I go through a lot but I keep it together
I’m pulling up, four hundred and better
It’s a real blitz storm in this motherf**kin’ bezel
I put my heart out, I wrote me a letter
A n**ga so rich, they calling me treasure
I’m stylin’, I’m wildin’, got sticks, I ain’t hiding
My b**ch, exotic, like something from the islands
My peace, so sacred, I stay by violence
LA, all ducked off, in the hills, the highest

My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby

Smelling like Tom Ford, baby girl loving my hygiene
Yeah, I’m dripping in fashion, and I ride with these magazines
Choker chain dance, yeah, fast car driving
Stains on my jeans, it wasn’t for that, you would’a never caught me
I just have a lot of rings on me like a Audi
Lifestyle I’m living, I never pop it
He made the wrong turn on Bleveland, then they burnt him up
Riding ’round with a lot of racks in my jeans
Yeah, I got Birkins on me
Ho thought I was slow because I was sipping codeine
B**ch, you burnt as f**k
Know that you running ’round here f**king the whole gang
Yeah, you slurping us

Got a long way to go, but I’m closer than ever
I Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweater
I go through a lot but I keep it together
I’m pulling up, four hundred and better
It’s a real blitz storm in this motherf**kin’ bezel
I put my heart out, I wrote me a letter
A n**ga so rich, they calling me treasure
I’m stylin’, I’m wildin’, got sticks, I ain’t hiding
My b**ch, exotic, like something from the islands
My peace, so sacred, I stay by violence
LA, all ducked off, in the hills, the highest

My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby
My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby…

➤ Written by Lil Keed & DJ SIDEREAL
Album: Keed Talk to ‘Em 2
Produced by DJ SIDEREAL & Aidan Han
Lil Keed | 2023

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