Lyrics:
comfortable, I'll be counting back from five, I just want why
Relax, and just think of nothing.
[three farts in succession]
Gary phelps: are you gonna keep doing
is wealth Organic and fresh (Fresshhh!)
Jah-V keep I man bless (Bless Bless Bless Bless)
Ah just come out by Patrick Yes! my herbs come from top shelf
confess, and they decide to play ball (they L-A-F)
They be actin' like we cooler than we are
If I'm at you doin' music, don't be stupid, it's a job
You
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
It's the Em from the state productions
In the booth with me I got Detoxify
Tee-ar up, Panda Tee
And of course the one and only Ab
E
Angel that you are
G#m
You still remember summer walks
F#m B E
And quiet talks we had
buddy you are not my equal and I'm original, not with the sequel
We argued on a plane and then we traveled across the atlas
She said, I think my dude's
to visualize under
'Cause I strike, like thunder
Niggas couldn't stand my heat, it's unbearable
My wisdom fucks up your respitorial
Systems are fractured by
to visualize under
'Cause I strike, like thunder
Niggas couldn't stand my heat, it's unbearable
My wisdom fucks up your respitorial
Systems are fractured by
instructions when you've never even got your own hands dirty?
You do 9-5 work
I do 5-9 figures
You just complain and lurk
I'm surrounded by winners
And like
stick together and unify
Fuck all the bullshit, get back to love, that Black love
You know what I'm sayin'?
We are the original man, the Black man is
a cold (ay)
You said "Five thousand? I'm dumb"
I said "For five thousand you broke" (ay)
Man, we go hang a pussy with a rope
That boy on Fentanyl
to see you tonight
Get ready for all sins
Don't Forget
You are changing
I can see that into your eyes
F**king small things
But we like them
Now promise
nobody else
I aint worried bout nobody else
And I cant worry bout nobody else
Yeah yeah
Where I'm from niggas throwing hands usually one on ones
Rolling
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
named P-O-P, D-O-A, R-I-P
Caught him at the D-M-V, while my ass T-N-T
Down the F-D-R doin eighty, in the E-S-3
Put you in E-M-S, break A-T-M's, K-F
to abuse
The garbage and junk I refuse divy it up
Cause I'm here to collect my
Dues from all of yous
This ain't no cartoon drama caper
Pass the paper your
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
finally set free
By the realization, all I gotta do is be me, be me
Uh, anime-lovin', video game-playin'
Put that shit in my raps, people like, "What
ethnic cleanse like Hitler used to do
Bring on an interlude
I'm comin' from a school where if ah nigga mouth
Get out-We aim the hit at you
Method
suburbs
A civilian shot in 3rd Ward, we just by the fountain
This is Merlyn Wood, man
Everywhere I go is the Woodlands
I need a Honey Butter, vodka in
I done (hey), did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle (oh, yeah, woo)
We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle
on every block, til we shut down shop
So keep your glock c***ed, one in the head
Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and spread
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