Lyrics:
team doublin' up on cups of lean
Blue dream weed make my bitch go by
Got her layin' on her back
With her legs up in the sky
I'mma take me a dab and watch
Who is this that's got you all gassed up
You could tell me
Changing your opinion on me
We all change sometimes
You pick them over me
I was only gone
(I love you Rizzy)
It's the tricks from a Jedi
Iv been stuck in this head I
Had force to be dread by
When you choose to get lead high
With your
The world was rushed upon my life
So I had to relearn again
My mind got corrupted
And my goals were interrupted
And we're used by the devil
Like
working
Got to get money in my pockets soon
This shit is urgent
There's got to be something for me
But I'm getting sick of searching
Just another broke
but I am the fool for playing this game
Only got myself to blame, I wish these niggas never knew my name
I wish I never spat no rap, but thank God
of they rope
This for them niggas I told I was dropping my tape and they treated my shit like a joke
Man this shit dope
I ain't talking yola
I got that gas
Ayy, ayy, pull up on you
Ayy with the 5.56
I swear to god, I'ma pull up on you I'ma slide by 6 I'ma slide by 6
Man I got my blicks
Ayy, bitch, I
miny mo, I ain’t never trust no nigga I ain’t never trust no ho, I was raised by the wolves and they trained me how to go.
Lil nigga’s spin the block
The street be needing niggas like me and you, God (Ayo)
I think what I'm seeing from here we got 'em wildin', yo
Logical, we should've did this shit a long
'm lovin' this shit, I'm lovin' the feel
I let it off by the bar, prolly never stop
I finna doze, take a bar, so you bet I cop
A little bit asinine thinkin'
would make it
Guess they must’ve been joking
They never supported logic till he got on
I’m spot on
See now I’m diving for the pile on
This my cone yea
See
into town
To get some cash and threads and a double Greggs I’ve got this nailed down
I was parched and I couldn’t be arsed to go and wait for the train
No Limits
Now we've got
No Limits
No
We got no limit
I barely got this thing started
I'm not thinking about the finish
You know I got a goal
And I
THE LIGHT,
Got a fetish for getting this cheddar And putting these letters together So clever,
Modern day poet I wrote this with feathers
We are black history
Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man Killa be
No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatI'msayin?
That old real shit
There's a war goin
so long
Come see me in the gulag
I'm outclassed by no one
Yo, one, two, three, that's genie
Blue in the face, Fenty like Riri
I ain't got time plus
AK-K-K-K on
(brrt, bap, bap, bap)
Feel like you got hit by Julius Caesar
they like, "God, you on your way on? I'm like, "On my way"
You ever had so many
don't give a damn
Intuition she got a broke bitch wishin'
She tell me this on the phone with the noodles in the pan
I know you, woman, I console you,
as baby sh*t
Like a muhf*cka
I’m bout to cop grips like a muhf*cka
The milf got me lit like a muhf*cka
The Piff too loud in this muhf*cka
Can’t turn this
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
throat
My pops got it real ‘off the boat’
And he would’ve got a mill, but his boy took a deal with the folks
They still twist their face when I come by
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
I'll always be this way
No matter how I try to change
I've got no one else to blame
When it all turns out the same
Cause I keep moving
By the gears of my
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