Lyrics:
smoke
Guided by the light, nigga keep your dark
Third eye sharp like a mothafuckin' hawk
Heart stay mellow like a fuckin' meadowlark
Better play smart
life, only rhyming over russ type beats til im dead,
.me and logic complete opposites his dumb ass tryn
LIVE i'm tryn to fly the fuck up til my feet
with me
Its hard to break a mastermind the masters mind is ugly
I walked thru the city two feet baby i live it
Something special about it
Signifies how
my life?
Workin' am to the am just to try and get by
Feel my energy be drainin' I just wanna get high
Man this ain't no way to live I know I'm gonna
my life?
Workin' am to the am just to try and get by
Feel my energy be drainin' I just wanna get high
Man this ain't no way to live I know I'm gonna
cup I sip it up
2 grams up in my blunt plus I ate magic stuff
I'm trippin'
Trippin'
Trippin'
Trippin'
I'm trippin'
Trippin'
Trippin'
Trippin'
I'm
Little bitch
Fuck everything you think you know
Academically purge on
Persian rugs on the 2x4's
16 seconds to live
Grateful for 17
Heaven waits upon
my
the blunt, tryna steer the Royce
We was hustlin' to live, they ain't really give us choice, they know
I gave my life to the streets and I ain't been broke
the jeep
Loft Miami straight from the beach
Might? liquor, get something to eat
A nigga do trip, give him something to keep
New York nigga don't play that
2
independent etiquette
But you trouble minded
You lookin' devilish, you gotta
Live heavenly, yes, sir
They say patience is a virtue (is a virtue)
When you're
don’t lease
Pockets like it’s fat, obese
Watch all flooded, rocking no piece
This is vampire life, we don’t sleep
Just hash, no keef
I smoke big blunts
starring in Scream
I live in a dream, it's not as it seems
It's more like a nightmare put that shit on me
But if he gon' pull up, he can pull up like a bean
be rude
Now what you tryna do get high drink booze
Get by don't lose just vibe with you
Drink a whole fifth and forget the next day
Man you only live
it's my turn & that's fine
Fye on my waist
Blades in my face
Metallic taste
I just smoke blunts by the bay
Tell that bitch I need some space
Can't waste
finger in the air by the way
Uhh
Forever young I hope I die rich
One of my idols died around 26
Kids Idolising me what that mean for me
Forever young I
firm, some are gonna dash.
Some of them boys just ain't ready for the clash.
When you don't see your life pass you by in a flash.
Cuz others wanna hate
the wave (yeah)
Like Afro Samurai the way I live by the blade
The criminal kind
Niggas get clapped for they cake
(ba ba ba ba) half of ‘em fake
I don't hear
everyday mon ball
Bad guy bere lowo Sumbo
Nothing mankind no go ever see
Even Jesus Christ hated by the pharisees
Critics go con go like the DRC
I just dey
with lines
Fragrance by Ann Klein had me losing my mind
With your zodiac sign, my perfect match, in fact
I'm compatible with anything from Mio
Then terminate your fuckin crew
Cause I don't give a fuck
Some say that all dogs have it's day
But why the fuck should I have to worry
When I'm a fuckin
bundles, but he's paid dues
Wild type of dudes, wild type of crews
Run wild in jungles, caged up in zoos
Most niggaz feel it, some niggaz fear it
Eye
grooving to precise
We knew the price to rule the mics and know we paying dues
They saying who those D-Low brothers who be slanging crews
Parlay
the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks
by death
Take hold yo breath and bust
Till you see no legs standing up
Showin no luv, dirty committed the world bloodiest massacre
On yo whole crew
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