Lyrics:
at the do' every exit is laced with see-4, 'bout to blow, like TRIAL I'm passed out,
MC's is like bitches in thongs, they assed out
but me the M-E-T-H
Losing track of time
Fading in and out
Of my own life
Of my own lives
Can't let go
Of streets i used to know
Growing old
But the days go by so slow
Can I
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4
We lit, we live
Free drinks, we slide
All a**, no thighs
We mob, no ties
We drip, you drown
We smoke by pounds
We lit, we live
She hit the wood now
Hook
It’s the big time bby
Doin it big
Over spending that’s how we do
Big spending bby
enjoying our lives going out
doing wat we want
Mingling
Everyday I get bent yo so i can get by
I'm moanin' on and on kickin' lits from beyond, planet budtron
Bso stay on
Kottonmouth Kings got them dope tracks
1605
bounce off walls like a sentient Roomba
Just found out his creator's stupid
Lit by the supermoon, I'm too lucid
Plus got shrooms in the blood, I'm
blow this
C4 hope you don't blow this
Its Lit
These diamonds on me
Be shining on me
Thats drip
I'm all about the money baby
Don't trip
My life
the heat up by the big dog (but I don't wanna hold you back)
Nigga gotta get this dough (I just wanna live my life)
Nigga gotta get this dough (Live your
4x]
Ah, tryin' to be spirit lit
I ain't gon' let you in my head
And like a spider you are weaving your web
Tryin' to get a brotha' in your bed
When a Rogue's at
You're trying to hold back
His dough sack
And try to bozack
And he go cock
The 4 4 back
You chose that
So cut these ties
a pea-coat and a headache
watching the traffic splash by
When a four day clown in a pick-up truck drove her out to the woods
Down a gravel lane, down a dirt
Raw, the one, like five divided by four (uh)
Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by y'all
Reciprocated and multiplied by more
You likely
Yeah! Come on! Come on!
ATL! yeah! Haha! WOO!
If you feel like you've been touched
By our music that is
Nowadays everybody just wanna poke their
Surrounded by the ones who get me through it all
Only thing we need more of is alcohol
I'm getting lit
You getting lit
Who's getting lit?
We getting lit
I'm
life It's strife
Open the eyes inside stand side by side
Don't abide with the lied library haves lives buried
No reason not to Fight back Fight back
No
seeds, salutation from the missile plant
Quick to the hollow point, it ain't no olive branch
My low cal, four oh cal in the cardigan
Tempted by Satan,
[Benzino talking softly]
Niggas want to try and live my life and
Bitches want to try and run my life and (As we proceed!)
Haters want to try
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
with my rental
Kill me to dead you by any damn measures
I don’t want to live no more
If you see death tell that bitch I’m ready with my four four
Awake
Pocket bezzle on me
Got some bros in OT
Burstin on to the scene
Side hustle to my dream
Side bitch to my main
Side quest to the game
I live by 3
on the track, good fit
Come back when you have blue strips Ziggin' tape, but they never do this
I'm lit like the blue flame Hop on the beat and skate on it like
on the track, good fit
Come back when you have blue strips Ziggin' tape, but they never do this
I'm lit like the blue flame Hop on the beat and skate on it like
it, my life
Get lit, get right, get one, get two, four, five
Get fit for life
We gone get mmhh alright
Let's live our life to max and uhh tonight
Let's
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