Lyrics:
never seen a slab
I'm quick to hitchhike, I'm out the Lyft if I see a cab
My fit cost a mortgage, I been playin' in a different bag
Got two spots
I'm like dang
Where did she go?
Turn my back for a minute and she ran off with a new oh
I was outside like .2 seconds and I already got cold
Leave me
shorty had two hundred rocks
Palmed in his hand I'm right there sittin right by the mailbox
Two niggas with me posted playing music off his phone
Shorty
you want it I'll send it
The tracking number coming thru in 2 minutes
When the bags in serve it like a sentence
I got so much shit on my mind
Feel like
Skoal, and pack of Faggy D's
Step two, find something to spit in, please
Step three, leave it for forty-five minutes at least
When I look back
I wonder
the third piglet
I'll never be outsmarted by the bigot
It's cool to hate on weird and different
He hates me cause I'm gifted
And choose to Rappity-Rap with
in my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it, yes!
Niggas don't
K-I-P-P-A-K-O-N-D-E-S
Yeah, skippin' up here
I'm the best, 2021, baby
Yes, do it, go and get loose
Break it down, bro, with the Spark 2
Havin' fun
What up, son
I hate
a
You have to order the smarter
Any team like that jordan me and Shaq
A dream team pack
Watch my man Allen and I, take it to the rim!
Two minutes left
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
money, money, take money, money, can't never have enough
Like Vandross sang it's never too much
Gotta get it by any means necessary, Dollar Dollar Bill
[Chorus]
Its not a day in my life that goes by
That I don't get high as the tears fill my eyes
And I scream why, did my sister have to die Lord
Take
made us
We give fuck if they hate us
Look, Imma get it by the wave
Always on a paper chase
No new faces, just blue faces
Just piling all up in my safe,
Chick a blessing
My name has eight letters
And seven deadly sins
Accompanied by six abs
From 5 has-beens
With 4 husbands
By 3 recycle bins
On 2nd Athens
Can’t eye 2 eye you know it hurt Inside
Man it’s been a minute
Yeah thugs cry
But no way
I won’t leave didn’t know what I have
You leave a change
Been
jump, you see the proof
I just wanna get it by the deuce
I just wanna fuck him by the twos
Steady mixin' liquor with the juice
I ain't even fuckin' with
to get keys
At fifteen, I was full-grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work
And that shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
certified
If needed we ran in your property
I need some space I hate when they be in my face
The love that you showing be fake
I just beat a case ain't no
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
the greats, on fire wit a heart of hate
Bitter shark, every part I take, heavy darts that quake
It's okay, all fakes, get caught by the dropkicks
You know
with
Something to Remember Me By
Two hundred pubs
Two hundred kebab shops
(It's doing my fucking head in)
Two hundred pubs
Two hundred kebab shops
(I'm
a minute before I overreact I need a minute before I even react at all, yeah these things that follow me home not sittin' by the fire I bury ‘em in the cold
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