Lyrics:
To someone who knows
I'll suck you up like a Kleenex
And leave the mess in the back of my throat
Meanwhile, I was there and thinking
Is it really that
When it's all said and done
Been a lot of back and forth, but really, Leezy, he the one
Keep thinkin' it's a joke
Heard your boy kinda nice, but this
Okay, welcome to my 12 bar
The beat, wears it like a kevlar
As I smoke my tree, medlar, South African
Coughing 'til there's pains in my fucking
Just another name
Meanwhile
Back on that burning shore
Johnny's comrades stood speechless
They looked with dis-
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, disbelieving eyes
wrong
So time fly by I can't lie I miss my slime
So I drop my pride and decide to hit her line
She was mad incline to live a
Double life
Looking back
(And meanwhile, on the south side of town)
Now, when you're rollin' through yo' motherfuckin' hood what do you see?
(I see some motherfuckin'
out, nigga,
Ready to get with the shoot out.
In the meanwhile,
I still gotta make me some money to get by.
Yeah, I thought to connect, and hooked
Where you from it's common to give your mama some rose pedals
Where I'm from it's common stay with mama and dope pedal
Meanwhile niggas die violent get
Kick back and roll up my dope
I know that they'll never find me
When I get lost by the coast
I don't need bandwagon friends
Telling me I'm the man
Who
On a mountain top shown by some sort of light
Some are more subtle
I saw what I saw alright
Call it a Godly sight
Meanwhile
When out the back of my ear, I
cousin caught a next shot
Out in yard, tryna line up a headshot
Flew back home tryna get it by the headlock
I was getting boxes, banging it in Z shots
the coroner
They know me by reputation from all the bodies pouring in
Meanwhile, me and Chuck are working on a Bowflex
Redman rolling up blunts talkin, who's
chased by the cops and gunned down
Click clack bang. When he's gone he can't be brought back
We die by the pistol or we die from fear attacks
The cop was
to smoke
I need to be on my spine
Don't worry bout me I'm fine
In the meanwhile
I should probably think
About why I feel like I do
They say go see the shrink
Back on my planet, they laugh at my jokes
And everyone drinks and everyone smokes
No one speaks 'less there's something to say
There's no false words
my phone, its just a riddap
I smoke bogeys, all day like 2-piddac (Smokin)
And smoke weed, and get drunk but no criddack
Guns go boom, the thing's
Thursday
Ima keep it there
They don’t want no smoke I’ll light my cigarette
And kick back now I understand they talk tough on the Internet, Only
these pussy
with a booty like Arkeisha
She gone twerk it for me while I sit back and smoke reefa
The way she look back at it I say yo' momma made a demon
I got this
the thyroid
Never made a wise choice, even when at knife point
Maybe I'm the decoy that ya meant to destroy
Meanwhile whole time hiding on a asteroid
No doubt
falling
To the ground
Meanwhile back on earth I told you to
Fuck off and go away
I've gotta call my friend who moved from
New York to LA
Five days
call your friends
Nigga'll stab you in your back and
Come and shake your hand
I say your dog ain't your dog if
He play you for a ho
Say your dog ain't
devices
Poisoning my head feeling dead
When I was high, I loved it
But I kept on falling down
I tried to climb, back to the top
And every time it just got
Going back to back
Cari cari
Boutta get the bag
Money stacking homie that's a fact
Money stacking homie that's a fact
Money stacking that's a fact
I cut
upstairs
So I sit and notice the painting of bonfires on the hillside
And hanging smoke in the valleys
Wrapping back up through the fjords at dusk
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