Lyrics:
shit ain't leaving when I catch hooks
Feed you to the worms
Show you where we all return
To the earth
For what's it's worth
I could never seem to move
heart so i call em all hoes
I got bands on my mind nigga thats how it goes
Salt lake city i dont give a fuck about all that shit
I go straight to war with
habit man I smoke to get by
You know I got a habit and I know I don't have it to give away
If I see it I'm gonna grab it
My mind is a mess and I'm always
in my guts
Ride to the end of a rainbow for good luck
Need granny in the room I don't give a phuck!
Make him cum quick like delivery truck woo!
Now
fine
We'll get caught by the streets
I don't care what it feels like
There's still air when you leave
on my mind
Fuck working 9-5
I'am a lion, what is bigger then pride
When i die, meet the sky
Only truth on my alibi
Even when you lose is you win, hit
to the face I couldn't tell you how that mid taste
Bellaire by the case I'm popping shit just cause it Wednesday
Hoe you can't relate I live that shit that's in
by ain't slept the best
I feel fresh I guess
But you can blame the white lines
Ain't no better way to enjoy the sunshine
On the front line
With a tinny
we get straight bands
Finally blowing up, yall niggas very late man
I got a sweet tooth the way I get to the cake man
Woah man, slow down
You know who
fold up
If it don't gotta leave it
Any given time we Could get hassled
Policing
Popping off Topps
Cause you know a nigga Drinking
They ll take yo cash
niggas get they get back hardly
Tell that bitch to find me and
She better do it ASAP Bari
We don't give a fuck we putting
Bullets in that damn ferrari
Gang
words while we flex on the canvas
Language artists moving like
Starships and planets
Give me five feet to reflect, I'll do damage
They're smiling for
slain by rhyme-aholic
Clearly on another level, I'm the final boss, bitch
Put the pedal to the metal give you spinal off-rip
I'm the devil with a shovel
mom don't give a fuck yea she's chill), My dad kinda trips and he still, Hasn't seen me smoke but I know he can smell, Homie hits me up let's take some
free
Wishing for the flyest shit get you some LV
Wishing, wishing for a fuck to give, it don't come easy
In a Mulsanne she praying to Balmain
I'm dodging
some designer kicks
Give the cats their fix
Your girl she begging for dick
Brick after brick
Breaking this food down with my codee
I love the codiene
I
the system, she locked me up
Now this around the time that we lived on hanley
When I think about it I don't know none of my family
Except, for the immediate
On the telephone
On the message board
On the toilet wall
Telemarket poll
By sign language
By a pigeon carriage
By pressing red
Fastest thumbs
line of snappers
We been doing what you now call trapping its a pattern and its mine we the masters
You might shit yourself so grab a pamper i dont
on a nigga
we aint use to fuck
unless he made at least 6 figures
bad lil thick thick
and i got my bitches with me
bout to pull a drive by
u know im rollin'
that Texas shit
Double cup, we gon flex to this
Young and throwed its evident
Dont give a fuck I'm celibate
Who need a heart I'm selling it
Dont need
D.o.n.t need me a passport
I was down on my last
Now they all on my ass
Think it's time that que billionaire blast off
Come correct or you might need
Baby says "Eli, don't you lie
All I need, just give some truth to me"
Well if I'm being honest, my pronoun game ain't the strongest
We can blame it
Making money
And me spitting that shit
Do I follow the recipe
Soaring on the pain
Covered by the atmosphere
Oh damn descent give me this pronto
Animal life
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