Lyrics:
a fiend for the drink
I was still on parole getting tree'd Ima chief
Call me Marijuana Maine burning weed to the beat
Man I smoke till I float like
and don’t embarrass me
Pops ain’t push me to do shit since I was three
And even then he only pushed me to the street
Fuck sleep house need a creak by
a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal
That's why I'm real and I ain't afraid to steal
Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat
If you
time for hoes
What that nigga Tyler said? Bitch, you can catch me with your hoe
But you can't catch me in the mix, you know we steady, toting sticks
I
rhyme readily heavily influenced by all I've ever seen
It's my medicine remedy
And if you ever seen me live at a show
You will know I use pure energy
a lil' sunrise (catch it)
Caught me by surprise (I just wanna bop)
Waterfalls make me weak (no)
So I, so I creep (woah)
Mermaids on the reef
shit for fun
Bein the dopest on my block made me ranked number one
No gun, just a pen and notebook paper by the sheet
In the crib, gettin funky off
weather
She keep you right at home now
I keep her on the phone how
She speak to me the tone, wow
A freak when we alone now
Baby let's just let it be
Keep my
freak of the week
Drill em so hard I should have dreads and a Chop beat
Jean jackets with no sleeves, a pair of Robbins jeans
Saggin down to my knees
on a single, my niggas gon' lean you, we'll be at your album release (facts)
Jay might pick me up, we just got him a Jeep
Dre Mac called me my phone, said he
to heaven
This is my shit
Got bad bitch on my dick
You know that girl is a freak
You know im lit
Its carter bandz on the beat
I got al this haters sick
Now
to do it in the Cat, you hear it down the street
Only win don't know defeat (Don't know defeat)
And if I did I wouldn't be beat
King me like I'm 23
King
Me, you Can’t Catch Me no
They’ll never catch me no
They Can’t Catch Me no
You’ll never catch me no
You Can’t Catch Me no
Can’t catch a nigga by the,
grind till i make it
Yea niggas don't really be moving like me
I do the dash and i leave it E
Bitches be thots, they letting me beat
I keep a chop, I'm
steeple, two Jeeps for my sneaks
So people worship this creep as I surf down the street
I'm the surgeon of beats, your girl purrs when I speak
We rehearse
Wes, you'll get fired eventually
And you maybe should
Let Edgar teach you how to
Wright for the greater good
Oh, I missed the memo, excuse me
Didn't
bumpin' the 15, night time got parlay, plucka
Plucka, in the mix now ya cocksucka,
I never leave it alone home, I love a big baked roll, in your
Face freak
I just go out on the beat
Just to
Pick back up right where I left off
The moon work with Lyft yall
Just mix the moon rock with this cookie
Runtz fillin' up the trunk and them dirty K's
You can turn on any beat and i'ma gas up
Just got your whole clique packed up
Four deep in the stolo , we
[Canibus]
Executive Order 11002
The reason you know me but I don't know you
You really wanna know what drama is let me show you
But keep in mind this
systems
Pump by four Jeeps
running like a convoy roll to the club
Kind of crowded
What a scene
pulling up with Jodeci
Blasting out the fifteen
So I
alright
And I will dance til the broad daylight
Check the flow, let it build in me
'Cause I know your heartbeat and I'm here to freak
Alright! Alright!
Da Good Nookie (SloGroove Mix)
My nookie good nookie sweet
Nookie good enough to eat
Nookie good nookie sweet
Nookie good enough to eat
My nookie
ain't lying, king like Mufasa
I get a freak hoe, bet she'll top ya
Face shot, he can't duck one of these
He won't get lucky, that nigga ain't Veeze
I mix
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