Lyrics:
new shit
Surrounded by 30 stores that sell juices
That's two different types of organic
And I can't miss a chance to shoutout Massachusetts
wrist-type of cheffing in the kitchen
Spinning back-kicking soul on beats with precision
If you doubt the vision, you get placed up out the mission
Simply what
smoke and relax
Baby that ass lookin' fat, hit from the back, she better not get attached
I mix the E with the yak, green with the wax, now I don't know
요즘 날들은 feel like I'm in a loop
생각 하기 싫어 I don't know what to do
매일 날들은 월요일 난 지겨워
일어나고 밥 먹고 잠 자고 난 반복
피할 수 없어 baby I'm stuck in the system
아무 느낌이 없고
together like back in 06
And this is draft day but I'm ain't throwing any picks
This mixtape that finna drop is going be a movie
Summertime vibes but you
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
learn
Stand in our way bitch and you gon burn
We Rap's Rat Pack, hip hop's next phenomenon
The Boombaps back these beats we demolish them
I hear the loop
Your CD get's thrown in the bin
What does it get? It get's thrown in the bin
What does it get? It get's thrown in the bin
Cuz, I like your mix tape cover
uh...Michelle
Ah what the hell, just put out the word
Any hottie with the nerve, Richter said that he will serve
Graduated high school back in '95,started
as I hop in the whip, she turn to a munch
I'm in the back, sipping codeine, soon as I light up this blunt, I need me some lunch
I got your hoe in
found
You ain't hit me up despite you being back in town
Afternoon be popping, living in a daydream now
That's my game plan, run them fundamentals
Tell it
I hold my own
My name A9E, pockets looking grown
Used to dream for a Rolex
Bank was froze, no checks
Surrounded by some gold TECs
Walking round with
here
Word, playin the curb where crack rock and lleyo is served
Watchin for beast so they don't observe
Another day another hustle, nigga, stay in your
March, march, march, march
Boomdizzle, baby
Way back in 1776
Who would have thought we would have had these chicks
Sum kinda slim and some
I think I've given myself up to you
Running circles in my head in a loop
I've felt this way before you say you too
Solving all your moods just like
want everyone to just kick back and listen
This one is called Rotation on 97.1 MixFM
Adolescents Radio
Day and Night
This the type of shit you play
hurt
Throw it back yoyo
Put it In reverse
Pussy so good
Ion say a word
Tempo
Slo mo
Good in bed
Giving head
She go down low
If you wet
Then
Throw
do for you
And what you put me through
It's not your fault that
I go through loop de loops
It's all in my head
There's no chance
That I fall
Out this
on the loop like it was paper in the wind
And Now my heart just be on Froze, nd my trust level's be on E
I'm tired of all that toxic drama, hope that shit,
post every day hoping that I'll grow
You can say the seeds too slow, and I got water but me won't grow
Can they see what I can do? I'm the type to make
treacherous I keep a K by me go up any day by me
Put him in a suit just like a bachelor
He be acting that boy a character
.556 .762 niggas think we doing
in the distance listening to the slaughtering of there own.
So fear and stress sets in as the other groups approached the slaughter house led by
to have models screamin' get behind me
E-pills and Maybach's ain't gon' matter if your tip is tiny
Nevermind me, we could get knee-deep in the beef
Seek
the street
Rest in peace to my cousin
We buried him last week
Hopefully the day they don't put
Me under the concrete, i peep
These niggas reaction when I pass
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