Lyrics:
the Hubble like a mothership
Nah, we went from raised up kings and
Queens just like our mothers did
Allow me to do what I do best
Then while you rest on my
The road... It's like it's propping up the horizon... So straight, so static, and there is no end to it. The desert landscape changes its colors
up
I'm feelin' like I went dead, lemme charge up
Still doin' drills, niggas better have they guard up (have your guard up)
I blow down on Cell 30
enemies now they grouped off
One by one I'm coming at they chest like whooping cough
I'm lighting fire but I bet they still don't want this smoke
I'm
before my lil deal I just blew 20 in Lenox u got it go spend it u can’t take it it witcha Told da lil bitch that’s it’s smoke wimme when I see em he ain’t
thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm
That's the life of us raised by
myself just do it kick game Nike
I'm all up in ya phones and screens I'm I-T
Gorilla gorilla gorilla
Moving like the new militia
Chauncey throw the Billup
the same cup
Whoever thought that so much would
Have to change up i went to games as a
Knicks fan, they had Strickland
They traded him
Ever since then, son,
and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit tnt
Run up in city hall and take
could sit and watch the flames, maybe
Roll one up and smoke it while we counting down the days
Lately I don't feel the same
Life is getting jaded
Like I'm
rode the Marta, through the hood
Just tryna find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceilin'
Watchin' ceilin' fans go 'round, tryna catch
the MARTA, through the hood
Just tryin ta find that hookup
Now everyday we look up at the ceilin'
Watchin ceilin' fans go around tryin ta catch that feelin
rode the MARTA, through the hood
Just tryna find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceilin'
Watchin' ceilin' fans go 'round, tryna catch
To a young Mexican couple, a baby was born;
Just as the baby cried, thunder and lightnin' died
Moon gave it's light to the world and the stars did the same
To a young Mexican couple, a baby was born
Just as the baby cried, thunder and lightnin' died
Moon gave it's light to the world and the stars did the same
smoke my weed
I got all the swag that you wanna
Guns get to blazing tryna front us
You just wanna went broke can't get undone
I just made a check
make my momma proud
I just booked a flight to go re up on pounds
I had went to Miami and we was rolling loud
I had went to Miami and we was rolling loud
he was high as a plane on that same night
Shit I probably been on that same flight
Shit I probably had that same fight
I just kept swinging
Twelve
was sworn in by a kiss
Late from the country cadence
No peacemaker, I sweep up cases
Goin' on a walk with a new suit armor
New suit dead, Bottega,
said in my everyday life
Smoke by myself don't unravel at all
Smoke with my lady
I wrap it in raw
Had to cut ties
I could never be fake
Know my time
some
You shot your homie by mistake with a shotgun
(bitch) then went to prison
Say you a gangster but you not one
You just a kid holdin' fire, never shot
the ceiling its surrounded by snakes
I've been banking on my ranking
Dreams too big got my back aching
I just watched the sunrise Ive been busy hit making
I
(fuck)
OG's never gon' change (fuck), walk up to smoke a stranger (fuck)
He let the judge hang him, couldn't control his anger (damn)
Then he went
tech on me we don't rock the same material
This exotic shit got me feelin ethereal
You stuck froze in place like a icicle
Don't need a red dot on this
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