Lyrics:
to receiving the package
In Carolina but smoking trees from the island
Different strains every week boy I swear I ain't lying
I got that good dope for cheap
So I
disrespect, you catch slugs nigga
I hang wit cutthroat niggas that'll choke yo niggas
Tie you up and rope yo niggas for rap or for dope baby
when I was young
how we play in my section
Ain’t no hiding
We seeking em out
Competitive action we live by
So we here is u ready or not
I be the truth in this bitch
You
Spaceborne Boy,, I shine like bald spots
Came through we on top, you niggas is all shocked
I ball by the way my john stocks, can't front on the kid
So you
the gun, shake the fuzz
That's what makes the buzz and cousin
You can take a dozen drugs n
Couldn't feel this dope dude
I got your feet in the sky
The real
We making sure we don't allure
Possibly weapons on every corner so rep yo hood
It's where them boys surround thugs who fumble
'Memba I wanted
bodycam
I’ll kill a cop then put it on Instagram
See how many likes I get
See if the algorithm populate that
America said "pull yourself up by yo bootstrap"
a ten-year plus for two dimes
Small baggage but we still carried weight cause rocked dope
Got a nigga doubled up, the white boy's a nice boat
Been a minute
Yoo man once again
It's yo boy Criusel Maccaine
I got havocktilt on this one
We do it
You praying on my downfall I prayed that get in your feet
We
Playing the game of life
Though I detest it
Play well to live well is all I can reckon
Live by choice not by fate
Clean yo room clean ya plate
Take time
the path that they follow
Tryin' to get it on today cause I ain't promised tomorrow
And when that boy ride by, knowin' his whip is the sickest
Put yourself
clutch
Cause I got Jordan touch
I'm more than tough
Still I might retire
Like I'm Andrew luck
The golden child
Shooting from the line
That boy he known
motherfuckers in the cold
No need to be told, cause when you got a million po' people
Gettin ganked, by a few that are rich and evil
But it's illegal,
Dope dealing, we off that
Shoutout the brothers in the struggle
Who avoid that life
Don't condone that
The real kings, by the honor you bring
I salute
told me stay down and now I got cake just like Debbie
1 Of 1 Authentic dripping like Nelly
She was sure she was pregnant my dick in her belly
I got up by
be lowkey
Dope breeds hate
But know that hope is the holy key
Woah
And I know that that's alot to mention woah
They don't wanna end up on suspension no
Boy even my girl come from a different place
Level up and let em talk about it
Slide around in cars wit bigger bodies
She say she a model I don't buy it
a beehive
The Badmon, young kingpin
I move dope with that ink pen
Been up all year my third
Eye ain’t even blinkin' with this flow
It’s guarantee to leave you
with us people and folk
Tell us go watch everywhere that we go
But we still keeping it dope yo'
Niggas just bark for some Kibbles and Bits
Niggas don't
always working tryna make ends meet
So now a young nigga's being
Raised by the streets
And then the only other one
That ever showed me love
Was my dope
One two, yeah, pack pistol Pazienza
Yo Stoupe, what up hermano
Jedi Mind all day
Listen, check me out, yeah
It's proof positive he never thought
bitch
What do you need boy, rap and some my boys are still in the trap
I mean the dope spot, but the slangin got my snappin like the rope hot
I can be
go zoom
Still pulling up fuck PETA (fur)
Drip got the gang on cruise (cruiiise)
Fucking on hoes by the twos
Young nigga I ain’t even gotta go choose
we goin in
Hell yea you know its them
Rebel writers in this bitch
Ya we closing in
Yo, I ain't no killer but I'm bout to murder this
Glock 23 with
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