Lyrics:
that fuss out
No argument I'm through all I'll say is make it hush now
Evil thought of mind crack no smiles in the fun house
Round the atm we creep in
you could sample this
I'm cool on that smoke but don't mistake me for a pacifist
Make more space if you act shady
Sick of swoops I want a lady
Hot, like
you could sample this
I'm cool on that smoke but don't mistake me for a pacifist
Make more space if you act shady
Sick of swoops I want a lady
Hot, like
insides me, I manifest this
I will respect myself and wear serenity as my necklace
I will replace what I take and have tranquility as my breakfast
Shed
Of all the traps some wish I'd fall into and not come back
They want me gone, not here to stay man I'm just passing by
When you see me on your screen carry
they make me feel A-OK
Feeling like Tony, grrreat, feeling all on me, TSA
She got dollars, nut, and alcohol all over her T&A
She snort all this KKK,
say she want it ima slide
Blunt in hand with the music blasting while I drive
It's just me you and this weed let's crack the OJ take a sip
Hope you
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rap
The first time I ever smoked crack was when I was on Molly - good golly
I was hanging out with a crew in Echo Park and I didn't want to seem like
roll up yo light that zozz up
She sucking me so sloppy and her eyes up
Killing her puss I can tell by her posture
Crack her open my meat out that’s
want to leave)
Where she at? Where she at? Where she at (I never want to leave)
I think I'm 'bout to crack (right back home to me)
Yeah, I need by
classes all Benz
See the ends, make you choke this way
Loc this way, only if I smoke today
Blunt scents, me and my dog stay bent
A hundred trees lit,
ass (Bitch)
You smoke Crack
With the mufucking kids ass
I got drip like a nigga on a jetski (Yo)
Test me choppa got the kick like Messi (Uh)
Ten piece
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
shit - it's wicked, sticky
Smoke one with your thugsta, thugsta
And show me you can smoke with the thugs
Because I'm gonna get you high
If you want
and you for real
I foot the bill
And you pulled up dressed to kill
I just want time to sit still
Pull my phone out and I make a reel
I pop smoke **** never
and you for real
I foot the bill
And you pulled up dressed to kill
I just want time to sit still
Pull my phone out and I make a reel
I pop smoke nigga never
wanna do just because I want to
Cuz I want to
Mathematics
Similar to a crack addict
My pop left before my birth
So grandma raised a bastard
Harassed by
with any army member or cop
I'll send 'em a shot 'cause cult VI cats'll attack
We hit the block til' we can build a castle with crack
No hasslin black
Turn you into a seat man
I'll make a feet fan
"Decrease your prices" I'll increase my vices
Mixed herbs and spices inside of my eyelids
You smoke
thousand
Wha, you cluckerin' motherfu
Listen if you wanna make the deal, you fat motherfucker!
It's at 477 Savona Way, 4 A.M.! And don't fuck me!
Hey I
[Chorus: x3]
Mama always told me (told me)
But papa never showed me (showed me)
So I live the life of a thug
And all I want to do is smoke
knows me
And hes looking like he wants to burry up and roll me
He said do you understand the charge held against you Noley
The only charge I understand is
on the same page
Listen All these struggles taught me how to maintain
And my Father's wisdom showed me how to make change
Always Reppin coz my brothers want
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