Russian Creme
Jsteezzy
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Niggas be the type wanna see me fall Burn my bridge till they see me crash Burn my spliff just to feel these words Smoking whole damn zip just to re these laps Shit I gotta learn when I can't do sum Can't get through sum who is down when it's bad Doubting the people will question will my skill Still question the worth is he this is he that All he ever wanna do is smoke his Cush All he ever try to do is keep his peace All he ever need to do is roll this wood And to keep his foot ten toed till crease All a nigga wanted was my pockets filled like stockings like this was Christmas Eve Talking got so much money up in my wallet you could call it obese Need to find a genie who grant my wish Wish I chill and love my bitch Wish I drown all in some drip Ride through the town inna brand new whip Wish I could go cash out onna project plan for building my own damn crib Need that shit as ego big With a court and stu right where I live Boa on my kids I need me a joint that you smoke to and vibe Talking I ain't even rolled up and I'm feeling that high Wish these niggas would figure my rhythm so fye Drop an album it simmers till people see spice I need me a joint that you smoke to and vibe Talking I ain't even rolled up and I'm feeling that high Wish these niggas would figure my rhythm so fye Drop an album it simmers till people see spice Guess that I'm A man with many desires Who being the plug for the playlist supplier Yet I'm still reminded I need to climb higher And reach a new limit beyond that I'm tired A rappers who think they legit shit imma make em admit While displaying the purest of writing And niggas who think they the shit they be changing up like indecisive I'll get you new Diapers Wish I can stop all the goddamn violence F*ck that imma be a goddamn shooter Better half the dough when I ask for the bead or yo lil shordy dead don't she work at Hooters Straight from the land where the black man values less when alive and more when he Dead Wish I could kill all the damn racist Wish I can know what my true race is I'm higher in value I'm talking bout way up You higher the volume when Steezzy gon play up For niggas who sleeping I need you to wake up And roll outta bed and go roll you some shake up He think he best so he need you to pay up Than all of the rest so get outta the way of The godly almighty the one who gon stay up You'll never defeat me the reason he gave up My writing be easy be feeling like lay up He thought he could beat me I told him to wait up She calling me Steezzy cause way that I came up You gotta believe me I'm keeping it straight up I'm knowing you need me but we need to break up You can't even see me no cena no face up I keep it completely you need to go raise up My styling so neatly you needing a shape up I need me a joint that you smoke to and vibe Talking I ain't even rolled up and I'm feeling that high Wish these niggas would figure my rhythm so fye Drop an album it simmers till people see spice I need me a joint that you smoke to and vibe Talking I ain't even rolled up and I'm feeling that high Wish these niggas would figure my rhythm so fye Drop an album it simmers till people see spice
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