Um Yuh. (feat. Finato)
Enoch
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This shit is crazy We up in school but we just too lazy The price is shady, gotta work through school but pass so greatly I'm feeling wasted, with deep remorse for the times I hated But I ball like Kobe Good sex 1 night then work next morning Got a typical life, wanna sign to a deal cause this shit too boring I'm beating the odds, gonna work so hard and then I'm scoring If you don't think that I got it, I'ma show you how to drip like a faucet Pushing the pedal cause I got the mileage Keep a big closet u know I'm the stylist Life is so deep I need hope In a cloud all you gone see is that smoke Running away cause this shit is a joke Hoping that Ima be all on my own We just be fiending for all of the dope All these life problems you know how it go My teacher just told me that I need to vote How come you niggas know that I won't fold Um yuh thot on my line Um yuh pay her no mind Um yuh play with dem sticks Um yuh talk shit you get licked Um yuh I am too turnt Um yuh heater will burn Um yuh put you in an urn Um yuh just wait for your turn I'm smoking on gas no propane JJ passed me a blunt of some no name Hellcat, pussy get in your own lane 27 Club dying like Cobain Shawty gave me some top, gave her throat pain White girl, Whitney, Molly, with Mary Jane If a nigga got racks, shoot his ass in the back, run it up, Mr. Clean how I hit stains This shit get deadly, iron ready, only 19 pull up with 19, shoot 9 teens, with my 19 No fighting, I'll let it spark, choppa with a nightlight just for the dark Dawg I take the safety off and let it bark F*ck all the opps, f*ck every cop, got my bro in a cell It's living hell, that's where he dwells, when he gets out, still busting shells I let that thing sing like Adele when I up it F*ck the squares, kill my opps family, got blood onto the Punnett, plummet Um yuh leave it to me to shoot threes, how I'm deep in the trench no Kobe Um yuh right handed, I'll shoot with my lefty, don't tempt me, your benched, I'm Ginobili Um yuh I run it, Geppetto Type shit you're a puppet, don't f*ck with the fakes Um yuh I'm summit, your dead, people asking whodunnit, just look at the tapes Um yuh thot on my line Um yuh pay her no mind Um yuh play with dem sticks Um yuh talk shit you get licked Um yuh I am too turnt Um yuh heater will burn Um yuh put you in an urn Um yuh just wait for your turn I'm smoking on gas no propane JJ passed me a blunt of some no name Hellcat, pussy get in your own lane 27 Club dying like Cobain Shawty gave me some top, gave her throat pain White girl, Whitney, Molly, with Mary Jane If a nigga got racks, shoot his ass in the back, run it up, Mr. Clean how I hit stains
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Written by: Enoch Morris, Nate Richardson
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