Lyrics:
like a B flat smoked the sac
Powds on the track
Sprinkled it infact
And I hate wearing masks
I got writtens in stacks
And you that it's facts
Do
I been going crazy on the low
Acting like nobody knows white boy kill it with the flow say it one time then we ghost
I been going crazy on the low
declined it
So we took off
I'm H.D the pilot
Hey it's Nat
They sad I'm bad
Nonchalantly killin' tracks all of the time
That's how we do it
Listen to our
Cold Soapy bars
Like it's
Kids Bop Nonstop off the drop make it pop
Do it for the Glory n put Jesus name on top
Got the key boy imma lock this game up
suit came in
I'm feeling my youth again they calling you 9 but you's my 10
Your boys the truth again with you by my side all I'll do is win
Wes that
faster than Das EFX
Uh, white Benz, dyke twins
I ain't gon' lie they only
Fives but together they tens
And would I do them again?
Hummm, it's like old
they leave it on read, then I dead em'
Bars are not valid, I can't blue check em'
My life like a movie
Track 6 minutes, IMAX'ed, cause y'all goofy
they leave it on read, then I dead em'
Bars are not valid, I can't blue check em'
My life like a movie
Track 6 minutes, IMAX'ed, cause y'all goofy
the color blue
While I'm pursuing the music and the mic
I'm losing the fight
Moving tonight
Reciting my writings
Avoiding the white light by suicide
It's you
Codeine never get the best of me and I swim in it like Phelps
Just left Saks, I'm a Glory Boy, mismatch designer, no belt
Bitch gon' do what she do
And that cute lil' chick named Tammy that you took to the Grammys
See we do it for that boy that graduated
That looked you in your eyes real tough
And that cute lil' chick named Tammy that you took to the Grammys
See we do it for that boy that graduated
That looked you in your eyes real tough
The Group Home's down yo, flippin with West and me
Charge a gap quick kid, best believe it G
Oh, I like to flip the script and have a track record
Wreckin
to
They didn’t getting it, yeah, our style’s too niche
They’ve never been to ‘straya eating shapes on a beach
So even though we were divided by an ocean
want to spark another and then do it again
All I want to do is wake up to you and make loving in the morning
Then we can roll a doobie too
Sit down
opened at a quarter to ten it was the same old thing all over again
I was doin bad my future was bleek
I'd rather play games than eat or sleep until one
Instead I'm in black again
Blacking on tracks again (Oh)
They say it costs a half cent to kill a nigga
Nothin but a half cent to bury one
Family full
need time fuck do you mean
Feel like LeBron James in game 6, I can't even get help from my coach shit
Should've keep my dumb ass down in south beach
me
I'm by myself all alone and nearly
On the verge of breaking down
Like every single track and this very instrumental that was meant to make
no be say
A.K.E.N.Z.O I’m a fly boy n!&&@
Real cool guy me nuh border no brother
I’m steady on my grind like Bolt on the track
I make it part time
guard... and finishing
("That's enough overdramatics. Give me that gun before someone gets hurt.
Stand by...")
With, uh, the beach woman clad in
decreasing by ten
As we entered a town about halfway there
It was almost raining at the train station
We put our hoods on our heads at the train station
We
decreasing by ten
As we entered a town about halfway there
It was almost raining at the train station
We put our hoods on our heads at the train station
We
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
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