Lyrics:
back my soul, stole by one of these foes like Mack Moes
Puttin holes in my old clothes, even stole my pose
Got my sky, fly, who that guy?
Slip 'em my
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
battle, battle think I see a blurry face
Yeah I'm from Seattle but I feel like I'm from space
When I sleep I travel then I do it while awake
Gamble, gamble,
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
knowing I'm falling for her tricks
(Huh)
I'm getting played, got my name all up in the mix
(In that)
Fake love letters she's been sending through the text
To nigga
You know da corner game got da Chain lit (bitch you know it)
I'm in da charger thang wit da stag Kit (bitch you know it)
Fresh feet ridin forgi's
Recreation all
The time kid
West Seattle reppin
Haven't been in a long time
It's the spot that I grew up
Seen it changing passing by
When I visit spots
I grew
ain't motivated by money then get the fuck from round me
I was born in 93 i'm a real 90's baby
A long way from homeless shelters man how could you hate
wanna come around, that ain’t the issue
Wanna throw the traces of those cold nights
Into the Seattle lights
I’m dead at the seams, can’t hold it
I hope my friends miss me when I'm 22
Best believe that I'll be gone, see you see you see you
Dreamed about a girl that ain't mine
Fell in love
alley way, now I’m tryna get a house by a Seattle lake, need my niggas balling like they got a sponsorship, through my Grammy off the stage like ain’t
never got what I want
There's no justice I had
But I'm doing the best that I can
I live in Queen Anne
With the love of my life
I have the skyline
Seattle
tell you I'll be back as soon as I can
Now I'm in your bedroom, watching you sleep
I'm about to make these dreams
Last forever
Next time I say trick
an old dog new tricks
Come on!
Well, I've been in the battles
Taken my licks had lots of parties
Had all the kicks i'm not often well
But I ain't never
Trying to make a grip while thi trick make me laugh
Signed like a autograph Pictured like a photograph
Freeze time when I'm looking at you by a photo flash
let give me the blues
Gripping on this steering wheel riding by myself
No passenger I do this shit with no help
I'm like Santa to my jugs but I have no
seen bullets in 9s
By the Age 17 was a student to crimes
Locked up small time fore I turned 25
Makin million dollar moves thankful to be alive
I been
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
swingin', what I'm swingin' when I swing
I rap when I rap 'cause I never wanna sing
Go ask the last MC what happened when he said battle
I bust his ass in
Every time I dive in my pool.
It's hard to be humble
When I do the breast stroke through an underground tunnel.
And come up on the other side in
the ground beneath us rattles
And we're in a field of battle
I'll stick by you
So I'll catch you in Seattle
Dip our toes in our home gravel
Just us two
Scary
of Seattle
Clutching a rattle in a crib
In a bib bare butt
Your hair cut looks like a
Dye jet-black andy Gibb
Ribbing your best solo
Watching your tricks fall
on my words about my people that fall
We pick em up, boy, we pick em up
Shawty, we pick em up, boy, we pick em up
Shawty, we pick em up in Seattle
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