Lyrics:
a pool
Got a hot ass Uzi, cooling, keep that shit cool
In the court room represented by Jews
Hundred thousand, two hundred, working moves
When you got
Blood heat
Taken by the sting of bees
They took him away
My father on holiday
Blood heat
I fear the end of everything
But taste it so sweet
The fruit
posted up
Two gun cases, taking chances after party's gone
April twenty-six, when they in that twenty-six
No fifty-two bars, behind bars he fifty-two in
I'll be tossing pennies to the bottom of the well
Keep on shouting in the silence by the water's swell
Can't comprehend this feeling I've felt so
He was just a small town boy with a vision of a better life
Working a dead-end job, nine to five just a-struggling and a-scraping by
Spending his
barefoot willin'
Look at the chain I snatched with a medallion worth a thousand
Cops rushed the garden made it home smilin'
Half of the crew probably
barefoot willin'
Look at the chain, I snatched with a medallion worth a thousand
Cops rushed the garden made it home smilin'
Half of the crew probably
My name is Wizzle! Wizzle F!
Wizzle F baby! Ahh!
And Lojack, what’s good? Ayy Ayy, Jack?
These niggas don’t know money, man
Not like us, dawg! Uh uh
breaking a sweat
I ain’t breaking a sweat
I gave you the dick in the trunk
I gave you the dick at the bar
Now a friend come by
Another friend come trough
(Can't Touch Me) trina Slip and Slide on it
Got burglar bars up on the spot woadie
No dudes, we just want woadettes
Bought that bitch a 20 thousand dollar
high
These days it's the only thing that's gonna get me by
And if there's a lonely bar room where you can hide
There's a good chance that you're gonna
Frail are my fingers
As I trip through these lines
Wicked prose of strange and real
These books I've read a thousand times
New blood runs slow
Do you really fuck with me
Nah, nah, nah
Ain’t no fucking guarantees, yah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Do you really fuck with me, nah
Nah, nah, ahh
Ain’t no
they're going at that pace
A thousand people pass me by
I wonder what makes them laugh with glee
What sight would truly make them weep
Scent of lemongrass
that's ahh niggha Fix
Bad bitches big chains what ahh Niggha Chase
Finally got it finally got it taking all Fades
I'm in trap by myself taking all fades
with you”.
I don't think that I can make this.
This is so much more than I can take.
This is the worst cut ever.
Everything goes into a thousand pieces.
an leavin 'em, open an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known
Fresh so clean
You don't even see that I got problems in between
A hunnid and one
Fucks left, none
Yeah it is what it is ahh
Crushing all my worries
provider, the fly divider
Romeo, jiggalo, high-yellow niggaro
From the sound of Mount V., by the way of J-A
I don't play, I insist, on the back twist
I saw a meteor fall
Out on the highway
Exploding, bright green and faded
Maybe it's changing after all
A thousand miles away from everyone
Deep in
that our night has gone
Senses numbed by the blinding light, countless stars vanish into night
Far away on a distant star, midnight chimes to a sleeping
Don't try to say that
Don't try to say that
Far and away, make memories fade out
Don't try to say that
Don't try to say that
Voice by the bay air
sentence
No forgetting
We remember
Picture worth a thousand words
And all these verses be so vivid
Every bar Super exquisite
While they talk it
We Gon live
twice
As of late these mics don't reach too far
So I kill each bar like it's flashing lights
Taylor Made Records, my mom name lives on
Cold weather code
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