Nebraskan Craftsman
Cruise Tha Junebug
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Nebraskan craftsman It's Cruisey Tha Junie Yeah, yeah Straight gritty braska shit man Aye Imma keep it a buck The f*ck you thoughta Them chains on my neck made me hustle harder Run the score up, we just wanna be some ballers And if rillas fake, Imma cut em all off Get the cake, get to the guala Then disappear like Hoffa Cold blooded, iguana I done prayed with killers And blazed with scholars See I was tryna marry the game With mary jane as my maid of honor All my dues been paid, I promise Check my bank, I just wanna see commas Just a matter of timing You might as well just give respect Cuz I dont wanna get violent I dont really wanna start firing But Imma keep it on me Just in case a lil pussy gon try me Bomb it Be like Osama cant find him Diamond In the rough, wait till they find me Grinding Never sell my soul Can't buy me Homie Imma be stepping in Balenciagas And Im just sippin on some Henny Listening to Benny Prolly make em envy When they girl get a lil too friendly But I dont need that, I just wanna count benjis I was counting 448s on my digi I just wanna buy jewelry Girl I can't buy you no Fendi I'm a country boy baby You know how I get it Still got visions of the Braska boy on top They like Cruise how you did it I dont know I aint did it yet But when I do I'll put the homies on It's a bet Keep the pressure, make em feel the threat Good brain, she gave me intellect White boy but she think I'm mixed Cuz my fro growing like a Chia Pet Lotta dudes looking like they rich But behind the scenes, he in debt Talkin bout they dont sleep Boy them rhymes tired man I think you need some rest Bullet in the Desert Eagle nest On the track with me You gon need your best Homie had the machine to make oil We was getting reefer pressed Up at the Sleep 4 Less I ain't no killer but please dont mess Smoke that killa just to ease my stress Shawty she dripping wet We gon leave a mess From the bottom to the top man We gon stay grindin' Roll up some skunk and put my feet up Up on the ottoman And I do swear solemnly that Imma keep it a buck The f*ck you thoughta Them chains on my neck made me hustle harder Run the score up, we just wanna be some ballers And if rillas fake, Imma cut em all off Get the cake, get to the guala Then disappear like Hoffa Cold blooded, iguana I done prayed with killers And blazed with scholars
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