Lyrics:
route stinks
All to live a life that's a bit unique
Please dont hit me up, I dont wanna wake up
You were by my side then you went and fucked it up
Tired
hear it
Bout to cop that new Integra watch how I steer it
God flow kush through my nostrils
Rocking like a fossil used to rock a fossil
Now I rock
It holds a place in my heart
My favorite socks
They fucking rock
I love my socks
You're wonderful
Got a little bit worn out
Like so many have before
Remember everybody ain't loyal
You soft as gelatin, sick of telling them, nigga show 'em
It's coka in the pot, nigga drop it and let it boil
Goofy
of a rock and a hard place
Lately been feeling really not 'cuz of heartache
Lately been itching for to pop with a Glock
Any nigga top thinking that he hot,
that's not wack
And my DJ, Joe Cooley's still on top of the stack
So you can say he's like wine, he's getting better with time
And General Jeff is by my
plenty scandals (everyday)
You sound soft when you speakin'
You need ammo to turn Rambo you's a weekend warrior
Oakland California will eat you alive
That
If your head is as big as Shamello's
If your bank is the check cashin' place
If you put on pantyhose instead of shavin' your legs
If you use
in the winter having cookouts
Smack by witch, look out
I'm like Barnabas, crab niggas tryin' to conquer us
They mad 'cause we jump outta cabs,
was tipped, but you ain't little
There's a rock and a hard place, you're caught in the middle
Need a lawyer to litigate some legal dribble
Now you're
Ain't no hollerin' "Red Rock"
You done already used up your wish, bitch
All you get is headshots
So when the MAC sound
Niggas better duck down
I'm from
New-Yorkian
Back when Santana used to rock bandanas
I sold coke hand-to-hand, fam, gram scrambler
Game is old, I needed a new challenge
Picked up a pen
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
El Chapo
Feel I've just won me the lotto
Won't find me here by tomorrow
Won't find me here
Yea I made up my decision so listen listen
You can go ahead
It’s just waves that are rolling by
Getting bigger from time to time
In your car it’s just you and I
Why don't we call it the Golden days
Soft sand
thing
If you cross me once, no going back
I done lost so much homies I'm losing track
As we get older, time flies by fast
So ima live every moment like
adventures on the spot
Scooters, skinned knees, nature walks, collecting
Pinecones, leaves, bugs, rocks, slugs, crawdads, fairies
You learned by going, learned
went and pissed me off fully mistook me awfully
For someone soft silly
You've come across Billy
Because I'm the GOAT don't mean to gloat so shrilly
But
shit abiding by the G Code/
I smell and look like a million bucks/
Though I'm smiling I'm unfiltered cause I don't give a fuck/
In a world full of cap
Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Uh
God my rock, I'm saved not soft
We standing on His business, aye
If you on that other side then you is not a friend of me
Yahweh
Break the tension on your shoulders, take that head off
Place it carefully and let me rest on bed of rocks
Take apart the joints, which I'm configured,
Dollar Dollar bills
It's like cool water
Big rocks like you brought us
Some where by Carter
Or see me rollin' with ya daughter
(What they call you, man?)
so complicated (no doubt)
Let's take this back and show them how we can do this too (word)
Deep, I'm using canyons you can't get by the cannon (no
I needed something to chase
Nowadays I throw shots back,leavin nothin to waste
Life is like a treadmill, niggas runnin in place
Gettin
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