Lyrics:
cop me some land you some Fendi
You don’t have you no value cause you addicted to pennies
As of right now I’m a black man with no cases pending
I get my
voices in my life are all make-believe
Trying to find a way to exploit my choice of pain relief
It doesn't really go very high if it was born to fly
By the time it reaches you my sender will call back
I was the teenage basket case now there's nothing in my way
Outside throwing paper planes thinking
Keep a shooter just in-case we going James, Lebron
Pilot please don't check my carry-on yeah
Turn on the lights cause it was very dim for us
They say
runnin' up in Saks with the ill army
Shake Feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson break bread
High energy, all
had it
I was just a nigga in a high price whip
Yea, I'm just a nigga with an education brought up in the ghetto
Well you better have extension
thing left
Will your lawyer talk to God for you?
Will your lawyer talk to God and plead your case upon high
And defend the way you broke my heart in
I done seen some better days before
Feelin' like forever was a long time ago
Balancin' high and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows
I
this world, I outer space 'em
Known to have a hundred and one, like Dalmatians
Maybe if she special enough, I'll glass case her
Get caught cheating and I
a fairy
I been on my business
Like im felly
Going long like a hail mary
Shout out to makaveli
Thinking of not making
It is very scary
Doing this shit
Till
is high
You're the shit and so is he, lyrically, vocally
Who's spittin' the flow? AD! rhythm and poetry
You're the shit and so is he, lyrically,
you know I'm very loyal
Just wanna hold ya
Take am slow gyal
The way you whine make me high when am sober
So many things we can do not and later (now
I'm sorry about it
I said I'm sorry about it
I think I'm lost without it
I feel the cost don't doubt it
I think I'm lost without it
But I am sorry
Still pissing tax payers money up the wall
You can barely just about to send your kids to school
What with the cost of living been so sky high
the popo
Clean master piece didn't cost no cash
Update the weed stash
Pull a glock at your face
Bring the Rolli out the case
All these niggas running nah
seen a lot of people switch up
So I gotta stay one step ahead at all cost
Grinding for my momma I won't give up
So I gotta keep on going til I see
at the hands I love, trust come with a cost
Exhausted, as I recover from the millions I done lost
Feelings come across, everybody 'round ain't really with me
the stars inside of the Wraith (the Wraith)
Post with a cup, but I'm still in LA (LA)
Pray to the Lord that I beat my case (I pray)
I pour up a four and I
type of high
Girl you is my Herbalife
I think you know my lady
It’s going to be us till the very last puff
No if and buts or maybe
Cause girl you’re
to sell
And not the will of inspiration
Vanessa is very focused, she’s like my eyes
She’s a piece of my brain she bought my
Daughter these three wolves,
high
Uh huh, yeah probably
It's a case of the weirdos out
And you a zombie
Get the fuck out my face
Never been second place
I just entered this race
Carry on with the sirens; bury me in Zion. Bones to the side; I'll be feasting on an island. Bodies on the curb got me airing on a high end. Eyes
went out that night
To a club downtown
That was very high class
And had boomin' sounds
We went in
And we were dressed to impress
Fly women
went out that night
To a club downtown
That was very high class
And had boomin' sounds
We went in
And we were dressed to impress
Fly women
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