Lyrics:
(written by Bob Dylan)
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
Even If you don't know by now
An it ain't no use to sit and wonder why
Babe it
point
How I use it matter
Makes it better
Better love it bitter yeah
I never be this way yeah
But the world shows
What to be
Being what I shouldn't be
Dro
Get a whiff of that
No it ain't no seeds in my sack
You ain't never gotta ask dog
What he smokin' on?
Shit kush till my mind gone
What you
high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me 'cause I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
For
Dro
Get a whiff of that
No it ain't no seeds in my sack
You ain't never gotta ask dog
What he smokin' on?
Shit kush till my mind gone
What you
Dro
Get a whiff of that
No it ain't no seeds in my sack
You ain't never gotta ask dog
What he smokin' on?
Shit kush till my mind gone
What you
the center of this world
So keep it moving, no time to waste now, the pigeons told me that I should stop to think
They also said, that I should never trust
been working hard for a red carpet spread In Cannes
I get into Rap and make you bob your head to this Jam
Check the momentum they ask me about wisdom I
of the don its time
To shine let the signs of my strong mind flow on
My legacy will never be gone thank God
Enemies will never scatter this ladder being
the world is at peace
Two wrongs don't make a right so let these wars cease
I dream of helping others and sharing resources
And resent it bein taken by
the definition of insane
We should cut off his mane to show off his shame
I just want everyone's fates the same
We should shake the basket to make it clear
That no
New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
than fall
And stoop to your level no lesser
I won't be coerced by the devil I know that im better
just Tryna rake in that cheddar
in the warzone im
hoes to mind they business
They broke as he'll can't even pay attention
Yo baby mama beggin' for a mention
I sent her couple emojis thru the dm
It was
machine
Show no love ya must be outta
Ya mind if you think you
Got what it takes to put this
Mother fucking creature to sleep
That's right you? catching
Over 45 with a 45, getting dinero
Keep laughing and get killed by a weirdo
Lecxs welcome to wars son bring it to me
Banging MC’s like an MPC
How ya gone
just Smoke a Bowl
Relieve your mind from the stress, so you can be at your best
And be Blessed, just like Bob Marley with No Stress
Find a way
now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
You ain't no killa, you a pussy
That ecstasy done got you all emotional and mushy
Bitches
thinking bout this greatness that just casually shows up
But somethings fucking up my mind I guess its time I show up
I'll let you in on somethin
No I am not
never figured I could make it in life
They never figured I'd be dope with the rhymes
And sober mind and representing for the southside (oh no, oh no
Rev it up and hear the pop
Rollin' coal ain't never stop
Gunnin' to a 'hunnid even when I'm on the block
Trot? No, I run
Call me coach and we ain't done
They all just play along
It's just CCG versus the world
Until the day I'm gone
I've been on Billboard charts
But I've never been on Sky News
They ask
make the hoody drop
No more easy gettin' over
For da cracka in the back
Yo its over
Number 1 with a bullet
He pull it what I do now
Cant out run
at the ranch, take a chance
On this funky head bob that's gonna make you dance
Now even the funky chickens who can make up on the twist came in
But do the chicken
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