Lyrics:
a twist
Sage mode Uzumaki
Storing chakra in the wrist
Never will I stress
About the label that you on
Talkin' down my music
Shows you listened to my songs
to have another
I remembered that time me and my friends
Cut school just to watch Jackson 5
Five of us influenced by tools
We ended up in truancy school
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
Pass me the bottle
Or pour me another
I'm not a role model
Just wanna be louder (louder)
The buzzing around me
Is taking control
Discovering new
Roll up a bill as I cut me a line
Roll up the dro
I gotta smoke
Then wash it down wid a bottle of wine
I'm a be fine
I'm a be fine
Roll up a bill
let another day go by, nah
Where I don't make cake
I checked the shadow on my sundial, a while
Would you believe that it was half-day, eh
But every
cops
Posted
Near
Our
Weed spot
So i down another bottle just help when I get nervous
So I down another bottle always help me find a purpose
So I
I know you watching the world telling God how tight we was
You might be gone but you ain't dead I feel your soul by my side
Asking me to check
It all was a dream
B.I.G. facts used to be the last name that was called on a team
Tall as a teen, learned to ball
But was getting dunked on by this
have been too soon
Oh woah where'd you go
Took another trip to the bottom of the bottle
Oh we couldn't get close
You left that's right
I hit rock bottom
now?
Chased that nigga down, put him on worldstar
Bitch nigga got away, in his girl's car
Put that pussy on the net like a pornstar
Another weenie with
Who the fuck scared now?
Look who the fuck fear now
Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
Another dead fucking body nigga
Gangsters, this is how
I left a message in a bottle for you
You never picked it up and I've been stuck on if it's better for you
To never read it, it's been on my dresser
Yeah, yeah
You know it
Cloudy nights, rolling up another flight
She got her boarding pass via text, she packing light
She just wanna eat and smoke
who the hell are you asking me where I'm from
I’m from the South Western Township
Where we get down kid
Where you usually get smacked if you act like
all I see around me is chaos served with a lime
Another bottle down and we have never felt this high
Oh, did I forget to mention? This is how we pretend
your story and celebrate the glory
Drinks in the air for my niggas not here
This for the fallen soldiers
Hold it down, I told ya
Pop another bottle
real enough, they always bluffing
Always on go, so no I don't follow the rules
And no I'm not the shooter, he in the cut, holding the tool
They asking
bend them
Don't play the victim, never backing down I know I did it
I'm popping bottles with the members, they my only witness'
We asking God for
Yeah, I'm such a fucked up mess
I wish I wasn't bound down by anxiety and stress
It's like a war in my mind, an unwinnable game of chess
The way my
I wish I was dreaming right now
Here we go again
Woke up on another death
How many more
How many more does it take to feel numb
We used to walk down
If I was up on that stage
Would you clap for me
Would you know every single song
And just sing with me
I know I'm asking hella questions
I need
Luckily I find 'em just at the right time
Mack in my right arm Tequila bottle in
My left arm like Cristian
Watching my life go keeping myself in
Can't take the heat get out the kitchen man
Cooked by Con got the kitchen on fire baby
Hey pass the blunt this way...pass that!
Con got me feeling
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