Lyrics:
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
On the last of your
No sleep, I'm lookin' forty
With three bricks in a 740
Bitch, I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggas
Over a hot
see the chrome
I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya
It's Freeway all by myself
I'm in da place all on my own
In da club wit the chrome
While
ya main
How I got her loose
Been at it for ten
Still tryna win
Been a struggle nothing else I rather do
Up to something
N***as watch my moves
Sticky
a pitbull's jaw
Belligerent like demons that pull
You to the floor
It's Mordechai, back from the dead
Crackin' ya head
Open with a pipe, gettin' hype
Back-up
pork n beans and a note taped to it says "ARREST TONY HAWK"
Find out you're in Utah
Find out they robbed you
Find out you have a pitbull now
Go live in
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
On the last of your
you next day it's goodbye
We're cracking seals yeah we sit by the pine
And I got a face sum I'm swerving the E way my window is cracked but the dope in
And if you got an hombre, mija, it's so gay
I pull up in the fente, scrapin' back bumper
In the clean classic
In a mean, tucked, white-tee, jacket
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
Aw shit, Aw fuck
Me, Kali and Ces we go to get bucks
On the path but didn't think we'd get stuck
By some crass lads that's 'bout to get tough
Nothin' boosts me more, or suits me beautifully
There's nothin' you can do to me, stab me, shoot at me (ahh)
Psychotic, hypnotic product I got it
Nothin' boosts me more, or suits me beautifully
There's nothin' you can do to me, stab me, shoot at me (ahh)
Psychotic, hypnotic product I got it
She laughed it off like lemonade
When you're in love, you can be blinded by your own heart
You'll bend your own truth, so twisted up you could
to protect who ain't in it
The XP was three-quarters tinted, 4/5ths was converted
The way his shit was twisted? Ask him if it hurted
Wig-Twisting Season
the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice
And you know what it said?
I'll tell you what it
niggas yell squad
K Camp screaming link up
300 niggas, that's 300 motherfuckers
Trying to get it in by the trucks
I'm a hot young nigga that'll take your
I'm feeling alone
I miss you
I'm out of my mind
The weight I'm carrying around
Im twisted up
And I got to unwind
I'm going slow motion
My foots
myself nobody close by
How I like it hell yea no lie
Got me sky high look down fly by
Yea that likewise haters gon fry
Juz like Popeyes oh no don't cry
world
I want you to know: my life matters!
Only got one and it'll pass us by
Time's running out and then we wonder why
Looking at a mirror, I'll tell you
me so crazy
Just By your eyes I'm hypnotized, Cuz You're my baby
You got me twisted up, got my mind All wrapped up in your love
You got me twisted
got in it
That was never my object, for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy somethin' I helped build?
It wasn't my intentions, my
got in it
That was never my object, for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy somethin' I helped build?
It wasn't my intentions, my
That's why I'm sticking with my boys
Yeah, I got dark twisted fantasies
Stop at the sorority and pull off with some causalities
Murdering the cats like I'm
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