Lyrics:
Smoking till the attic aromatic, ask me bout it, I'll get emphatic
It's the Joe and B. Crowe the deadliest dynamic
Matt Bail joins in and you better panic,
Attic
Was in the basement
Walk into the living room, you wonder where it is
'Cause the living room was over her but now it's over there
Coming home from
Perception is restored to its original state
Do you want to just keep going, do everything
Or do you want to do like, cuts?
I feel completely devoid of love
knees
Draco 100 rounds sing like Alisha Keys
That might be yo bitch in her mouth is my seeds
We beat the block down you thought it was creed
Hustlin' too
to sleep. I'll go in the attic. I got it. There's my son and my daughter at the end of the hallway just staring at me like the fucking twins from the shining.
ever just assume
That it needs you
Because in the gloom
The devil's, ivy, grows in the darkness
Damn I feel like a carcass
Walking around, thinking if
it's the best way to reach ya Ima beat maker more less a clicker
I forgot what it is what is Alaspa since i don't fuck with him no mo i can fuck Alisha
look please girls just listen too me
please dont stare and look right through me
dont act like you never knew me,
i need to apologise
(repeat X4)
i'm
like you knew
You told me how you were feeling before it happened, before it do
And you taught me I'm a product of everything I go through
And you
niggahs from my city nervous
The trynna run down on me, bitch is it worth it?
Gotta fancy bitch and she only write cursive
If you pull up, like 7-11, she
of this shit like an attic, got all of this money just add it
My chopper could be in a band, I'm lovin' the way that it sings
Dodgin' the coppers while
ain't making money like we
You ain't making money like we
No don, no don
Ring, ring just tell 'em keep calling
Money affi make, man these gyal are
Mathematics
Add it up
Mathematics
I Gotta make sure that shit add up like mathematics
Add it up
I just put one up up in the attic
Opened up the fridge raider
text like that
Oh yes, oh yes you know i'm that guy yeah
Some of you just know me cause i'm making music
Some of you niggas kicked it in Oshwal
Way back
And then she saw him fall
Alisha wipes her face and whispers to herself
"It was just a dream"
She sniffs, and nods, and dries her eyes
She checks the time
shake it like a tambourine
Now let's set it straight, B-I-G don't cut for cake
I put her on a plate until she's no longer awake
They just lay fast
a trip, hit the strip
You know we live
I don't have a private jet
Let's go to G5
I got Patron if ya thirsty
Everyday we turning up like it's ya birthday
i'm sorry
So let's just live it up if you the one in my story
I see the brighter future as just the way to go
Tomorrow gone be up oh yeah, that's
Yeah, it's like I, it's like I know what I gotta say
I just don't know how to say it, to you
Uh, pardon the swag, but bitch it's Car-tey
Long bread,
the Attic
Yeah I keep on stackin more
Trust me you on want no static
We might just leave you sore
Stuck in my ways my homie he go Loko
Young boy gotta get
started moaning like she was loving it in every single way
Until I saw tear drops rolling down her pretty face
When I was cutting open her stomach
Alte
Alte and palmwine
Alte
DVM Boi
Alisha
Just know say na you be reason why I dey insta
Dey insta
Anita, Anitaaa
That girl way dey run her mouth
I
getting these racks in
No way lil bitch, I done put so much thought in you for you to switch (Switch)
Yeah I ain't kidding, feels like I'm stuck in the trap
just wanna be successful
Yeah, it's like I, it's like I know what I gotta say
I just don't know how to say it, to you
Uh, pardon the swag, but
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