Lyrics:
Verse One:
Seven in the morning, standing in the line
three fools in front of me, drinking on some wine
two in the back of me sucking on a joint
hunter
I let the fuckin' dogs out and
They're breeding in big numbers
It sorta' irks citizen exes
And vexes check collectors
Hexed by the flex of a messy
heard okay it was nice to meet you have a good rest of your day
Then your eyes turned on like headlights
I drove the two hours home
You made the ride nice
the room peeped out the window
Twenty cops jumped behind a Pinto
Out the back door like some damn track stars
Broke down an alley jumped into a car
to keep a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
been payin' fourteen, but gettin' twenty-eight a piece
Make a song about some sales, niggas better mention me
Know how I play it, I go get it, I don't
this life
Matter fact you know I've been to hell and back twice
Angels stuck by my side that I should have made my wife
But I spend all my time online
and drink when I'm home
Pop culture picking at it like a vulture
I don't blame ya it's just in ya nature
Back 2 Basics my soul will strengthen
Listen to all
Wingkit hits and rims,
The effects of the blue leaks side by side as we roll by,
Sound and a/c now maybe I'll scoop you up,
You shoot back at the two two
an excuse
What the fuck!
When I made, so, 2SEATER was made at the end
Of 2013, in my room, in like, twenty minutes
Out of boredom
Again i had just got my
places
All 10 she said no, but I don't get mad
I don't get mad
If you wanna good girl
Take the good with the bad
Then like twenty minutes later
I know
putting out hit's
Tryin' to shoot me
But I'm out in LA on the low livin' Gucci
And lavish
They tryin' to take they money back
It's two to they cabbage
along on tour
Just to have a good time
Or paying Calamity Jane five-thousand
Dollars to be heckled
By twenty thousand macho boys in Argentina
Or asking my
this bitch with a cooling fan
All the bitches know my name, I'm a real good time
Off the molly like Sublime, I can not lie
I had six pints, two guns
got to
I'ma always keep it 100, I got to
I'ma always keep two cups, I got to
I'ma always fuck a bad bitch cause I got to
I'ma always smoke good
and back in hopes to glow with you
She's the Patti Mayonnaise to my Doug Funnie
Every kiss is twenty four carats, no Bugs Bunny
I used to live wild (wild)
I'm iced out (bling!)lookin like a wedding cake
I hear niggas whisperin man I bet its fake
But I got cash ride around in drop Jags
With my top back
I'm iced out (bling!)lookin like a wedding cake
I hear niggas whisperin man I bet its fake
But I got cash ride around in drop Jags
With my top back
kick it like Mbappe
Lil shawty, yo body
And now I got like twenty unread messages
Twenty undead Benjamins
Use to be good street, now its fentanyl on that
to the ceiling cuz I got a good feeling
Church Clothes on acting up in this building
Bass so loud you can feel it in your spirit
Took an L but I bounced back
Now
Do you remember that song by Janis Ian?
The one where she complains about
Not getting chosen for the basketball team?
Her song went, "For those
phase
It's no wonder why they envy you
The way we building more connected than the MCU
Ain't seen you since twenty-two
It's Brenda's song
When I met you
And a one and a two and
A three and a four and
Who's that cat sitting in the back corner
With his face buried in his notebook
Who's that kid who can
playing really well of late. He likes getting forward, has a good left foot to whip the ball across goal, but sometimes he does forget to track back
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