Lyrics:
[ Devin ]
Hey muthafuckas, guess what I got
I just came from the spot and I scooped up a pot
Of this good coughee, I got it right up under my hat
the scroll for every cat that hit the bull
Sit back, and open like a tuna can as soon Janet James hit the store
If there ego's were pigeons pow I feed em
the scroll for every cat that hit the bull
Sit back, and open like a tuna can as soon Janet James hit the store
If there ego's were pigeons pow I feed em
Moore,
George Moore,
Catch Me Daddy English Moors,
And broken doors,
You live in Keats,
The Liffey littered with Grogan's seats,
And Disorder by Joy
some flicks
I want to wake up with a woman, not wake up with a...huh
I want to follow my dreams, not get stuck in a line
'Cause by the time I reach
Roscoe Dash - Wiz Kelly
Produced By: BeatzByBuddy
Verse:
Welcome to teach back
Ain’t no free stacks
Once you reach you can’t take that reach back
without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all
with fake
I like to keep my lil grass cut low so I can spot the snakes
I like eating greedy with all my people
I can't drop the plate
Every day starting
were replaced by frowns
And it was up to me to solve the mystery
And get back the disc jockey
I found an eye witness
But his breath wreaked of chitlins
meditation
Is peeling an orange
The bank says I'm already scoring
I got a parking spot right outside
Here we go
Step into my brand new ride
Here we go
meditation
Is peeling an orange
The bank says i'm already scoring
I got a parking spot right outside
Here we go
Step into my brand new ride
cll we ever get
The name's James, and I'm in eleventh grade
Thinking 'bout how my life won't be the same
But who's to blame, my lame claim to fame
Or the man who
get hot, they shoot yo' ass on the spot
'Cause bitch made niggaz get fucked like a ho
But be outta work like that nigga Arsenio
'Cause niggaz be talkin'
to be on blast more often than not
Between a rock and a hard place
I soften my spot, talking a lot
That's if my CD's get played
But if that's not the case
get the dutch
Spics and niggaz collide but where our mental is aimed?
Doing drive-by's in rentals with James
Or whatever his nickname is 'cause when
the drugs and thugs meet
Yo I bust shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks
Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort Knox
Rhyme excellent kill 'em
I'm mastermindin the plot, you ? the spot
Wicked intentions, sensin friction, when the funk gon' pop
I tote my heat, and hold my ground
They
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