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wrecked by the wealth we weave I gasp for air in a smoky room
In a couple seconds I'll be a module It's the wild, wild west down these L.A. streets
I can't

could cut it
Four fifty eight as I bounce in the lac
Swing by the telly to drop off a pack
Chop up a brick and ship that to the trap
It's all in pursuit

all in my head I don't know where to go from here
All I'm seeing are colors cause reality's unclear
I can see the end though we have yet to begin
Am I

to make it worse
Never leave the house without it
Since these niggas want to lurk
Since I got it I ain't scared
So I never go to church
On the road I'm

I remember a time when we would stay up all night under the tent light
I remember a time when we were spooked by shadows, quick shoot your arrow
I

the fuck happened
Fab D will show you how to cook, cut, and bag it
Project boys jump ya like we used to do a mattress
This how it happens
Extra grind with

stink

Cut yourself and see
What color your blood is
Years go by and nothing change
Your mentality remains the same

But not for me (not for us)
We don't

Checkerboard Squad we the best gang out here man
Yeah

Spinners on deck
I ain't talking roulette
Got in here courtesy of the brunette
Who said we ain't got it covered like duvets
Mana got arms

They said they wanted hash on a drill beat

Bitch
I been in the cut tryna lay back
Clear my 3rd eye when I use nac
Don't care bout the gossip that

for another day and come back round and act like we ok
(Not this time I got shit to say)
Im not accepting apologies by the way
You better off staying up

the same, take ya middle fingers and raise em up
I think it's time for me to spaz on a hater, join Nation of Islam, go Shabazz on a hater
Intrigued by Malcolm

soufflé with a little much sway, massage your hips when you bathe. 
The we can skip to my place, let's start and lets cut to the chase. I want dessert.

the bodies and sleep by the campfire
Is that kinda stupid?
Cause like wouldn't we get caught with the bones?
(Wouldn't we? Um)
Whatever
(Oh okay)

Fangs from

I feel destined for the limelight
I been shottin' men, it's lacking, guess you say I had my time
And I'm talkin' here, when I said we got a station

wawili kuja juu
Mnajua kila lyric, kumbe nyi mafan true
Took her by the hand even though we just met
Then we get onto the stage our hands start to sweat

I been workin' with the craft so fuck hobby lobby
I'm thinking different even though some people say they got me
But oh shit, here we go again with

don't switch
And when I shoot, I don't miss
-
Thank god for my team
I'm just out here living my dream
I ain't ever been on my knees
Had to get it by any

a pistol
Say your friend want to go home hell nawl she coming with us
An I swear if it's smoke we get him hit up
Pull up no sit up
Get his house wet up
I'm

what go nuts
Can't say that he never had guts
Say it's all love but it doesn't add up
Gotta pay bills and you're late all month
No we don't need more

bike with a buzz
I don't even think they noticed the fresh cut
We were putting crystal light right into the gin
Rocking Rocky Racoon and Lucy in the Sky

way
How can I help when you going astray
Oh can't you see that we're both so far from here (yeah  eah  eah  eah)

Cut me out when I was feeling down

a lifetime won't see the bread that we spend on a daily
All of my team go crazy
But you can't be here if you too lazy
Flexed on old hoes who tried to play me

morning sunrise she come
And the boss man yell "what are you all doing here!"

He said you no a-manager, you go back to table bussing
I begged him please