Lyrics:
To take a few whiffs
That's why I'm part eclectic
High all the time and my art reflects it
This is Watts where we spark detectives
And money can't even get
tell ya I'm a soldier boy
And I done told ya, over and over boy
Uhh, they never seen 26's on a Hummer
My goal is to try to fuck Trina by the summer
Some
You said this what you wanted[00:35.39]You said you'll leave in the morning[00:37.40]You said you'll leave with no bye[00:39.24]You would leave
underneath
eating mine alone
and no one knows
or eating every ones
and everyone is coming
i could never bring anything to reality now
reality is cracked by
gone[00:18.42]Mike Perry yo I got your nose[00:19.92]Bish this is my shot[00:20.40]I done came from the dirt[00:21.24]You might call it third world[00:22.23]Pour some
ain't a dumb nigga, you a smarter clown
I'll show you a round
(around) like you ain't from
This part of town grape Street Crip
Watts, right? You from
takin a regular picture by the hotel St. Bonaventure
Besides I do wear a coat in the winter
And eat at beautiful restaurants
Leave me alone, leave
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler
this is Ted, Ted Ghoul
(Ted, Ted Ghoul)
We be hanging out by Gus's pool
(Gus's pool)
Can your mom bring you over to Watts Hill?
(To Watts Hill)
Saw her
B-bop Watts, city stones and the skylines.
Don't say 'cause, 'cause Blood, this is Piru all the time.
[Young Malcolm]
Piruuuuu loooove.
(psst)[00:45.40]Blue collar[00:46.23]It's like they only come around if its bout the dollar[00:49.03]This shit be harder than it look, that's why they call me
shit
To the (?)
50 dollar, hundred dollar bill shit
(?) gold crown on a real nigga wrist
Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch
.40 cal, no
behind curtains?
Man fuck all this explaining myself it ain't even worth it
I wish they leave me alone
What's the point of living anyways
Most of y'all
the sun in the morning,
Unless it’s cloudy, I’ma shine.
And when I rise, I’ma shine,
When I rise, I’ma shine.
I’m gonna rise.
Let’s get the business
Well, I sang in your morning, I sang in your night.
Dusty old travels and forty watt lights.
But lovin' to you was like the sand in the river.
You
way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work
Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been
hear him rattling the chains on the door
He couldn't get in I could see he tried
Through the shadows of the cage around the forty watt light
Daddy
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
this in the summertime
I wrote this with the sun in mind
June, July flew by
I wrote this song for you & I
Look
Coming from the 4-0 you know that i’m
One, two, three, four
There are cobwebs on the ceiling fan
And the lonely forty watt flickers when the train goes by
Take out boxes near
we got the light of summer days
hey sun and stars, you could both take a break
just like a flash light in the dark
3000 watts, a high voltage blaze
we got the light of summer days
hey sun and stars, you could both take a break
just like a flash light in the dark
3000 watts, a high voltage blaze
God damn this shit 808 Nate
Aye aye
Forty, forty, forty, forty, forty
Go and get me that forty that bitch be my shorty
We turn this shit up even when
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