Uhh Wake & Bake First thing first, gotta give him thanks Following that, I'll meditate Taquito the weed though, levitate Thinking of ways to elevate Look at my girl like heaven's sake Got hella back, girl hella cake After this back, give your back a break Damn (Good lord) Aye She'll prolly decline that Considering in her mind Like all of the time I get in the kitty I'm out of my mind She don't got time Honestly love, neither do I I'm on the grind To be a GOATY in my time Do it for my Locs and as well as for my slimes F*ck the colors, man let's all unify They don't wanna see us pass 25 Jokes on them though, muthafucka we gon ride We gon' ride, ain't no opt Man this shit gotta pop F*ck a opp, f*ck a cop You'll get hit, Ronnie Lott Flip flip nonstop Make one call, yeah that's all Hit for everything you got Nike flops, Polo socks Barber shop, chop the top In the booth, Reid Richards and T'challa got shit locked Blow a bag with the clique Yeah it's Clint, Groot and Scott It's the boulë, it's the block Man this shit is all I got, it's all I got Roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it Let me light it, light it, light it I'm just smoking, smoking, smoking Getting higher, higher, higher I got shit that's on my plate and no cap it got me wired But on everything I love, this that shit that I desire This the 7th hokage, training thorough with Jariya Man it's something about this little ninja coming with that fire He's the nigga when the situations dire He's the, f*ck it, look Young nigga went through poverty And T'Chaka ran out on me Me and Ramonda had hard times looking for a roof and meals to eat This back when I had crooked teeth Back when my fusions would squeak In Lynwood or Doraville Lawrenceville to the right of me Telling me, trapping hard isn't what life gotta be Man I know it's more to this world that we gone see I got that brother the same way that Jehovah got me Hell yeah we got it out the mud and we looking Clorox clean F*ck you mean Drip like Fly G the way that we on the scene I'm too wavy for these ladies though I don't een pop no beans I want Mercedes for baby 'Cause she deserves finer things And she crazy bout her baby So bitch you best get from me (From here with you f*ck niggas, like this here, aye) So you best, get from here Jesus Christ, can you steer? Pussies always run they mouth but never talk that when I'm right here I don't get it How these bitches always talking bout they real I'm a menace on you midgets Can-can Kwon get Nike deal? I just stare at them with them penance, that's that John Blaze shit for real Orthodontist, I'm a dentist I be in they grill for real I'm a shark in the ocean, and you hoes looking like krill This Equilibrium, this that Mad Titan I'm hard to kill Aye you aye, aye you Yeah all of y'all Come over here come over here I got a story to tell y'all Yeah all of y'all, come over here Chill out chill out chill out, I'ma tell y'all, just chill out Alright, y'all ready? There was once a recruit in basic training Struggling to pass his test His stress was weighted like a bullet proof vest And immature recruits pulling him into their mess But he tries to take it easy And remembers that he's blessed So he practices push-ups every night Did his sit-ups to make his abs tight Ran two miles to make his stamina right And it all came easy like it was over night But remember life's too short to be stressed Because the man above decides when you finally rest It's all sumlite Alright y'all, that's it, that's it now Gon' 'bout your way
Written by: Kwon Baker
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