Lyrics:
ounce so get on and beat that sheisty bitch
And he still calls you family
But I be damned if i be kin, to a nigga who ain't payin me
Cause I ain't with
a nine mm in my ahem
By my cerebellum yo
Let me clear my throat again the flow felon
Sleep is the cousin of death, i tellem
I take a breath then i rest my
up in a bowl
A hundred blunts rolled
I hit the back door
Me and Quavo meet offset at the store
Call real money, talkin' bout money
Nothing but hunneds
Home to my '72 Velarick, praying it will last
Pass by the rich bitches trying to play me out
Dawging on my neighborhood, don't know what it's about
So
good to have that option
Slim pickin' but ready for the weekend
Call me up, call me up, call me up
Come over 'cus I'm out of weed again
I'm wide awake I
just gotta be awake
Never been good at lay up always
Did it by myself
Run it up to the endzones RB
Never needed help
No sleep in the jungle
The rillas run Congo’s
I might just call up
P rock hit the block
And we all dressed like Rambo
Three piece the combo
Slip up
the family circle at the throne
Though the circle won't be broken
By and by, Lord, by and by
Daddy sang bass (Mama sang tenor)
Me and little brother would join
wrapped up all tight in my brown hoodie
(The way you wrapped up yeah)
Cuz you remind me of a time I
Didn't think I'd be alright I
I remember how you'd call
fall
Always united, strong and free
No challenge too great for you guys and me
We'll always stand together, side by side
Through every storm, with
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make
and the Jacob
Play tough big ass toolie cover the waist up
Call my ace up nigga pay him on his way up
I told him bring the eight's up and someone bring the K's up
might be my fault
Cause I've been
Lately, crazy
Losing all control now
Call me, maybe
I'll pick up my phone now
Headshot, one shot
Bullet to the dome now
You'll probably call me a busta by
The end of this song
But I ain't gon' act like there wasn't
A time when I wasn't that guy
And you treated me like
a fuckin fox
You understand my game
With me and you its all the same
I call you by your nickname
You never sweat me when i'm out with my crew
when you want me
Don't hesitate to call up on me
And I can call up all my homies and tell em that you're really lonely
Verse 2
These days I find it hard
you'll call
Yeah that's what you do to me
Here by myself (By myself)
But the lord knows
I put you through hell
I keep looking through my phone
Hoping
on and on and on
And as I wake up by your side
I'll know that it is love
Or at least I call it love
a landslide (Shine)
Couldn't be fucked with if he tried
He ain't got no juice sun dried
Go against me ya gotta be fried
I call plays world wide
Bitch I got
ready for me
Call me when you back up
She doesn't like to twerk
Cos she's delouse of Rebecca
She doesn't fuck with the cliquor
Cos AquaBoss is wetter
Ah
the mine
One word against another
Together in a lie
I dare you into the open
To stand in my divide
To call me out of the forest
To hold me by your side
hearing
Don't let the cats drag me away
Give em what I pray
Just now I've been working
Keep up my great passing day
Your calls the only one I'm hearing
you get to call five-o
You wanna see me four-five blow?
Nigga, put the phone down 'fore I dump two times four
What you wanna cry for? You know that
Cash or Credit?
And I
Jizzed in my pants
Its perfectly normal, nothing wrong with me
But were going to need a clean up on aisle 3
And now I'm
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