Xanland

All of these xans All is this mufuckin paper All of these plans My mission to to pull me a caper Kick it the door on the rappers And lay down the majors Head shots for agents and ceos Jus to rape ya But I can't go like that All my masters I'm own'n that Independent Ima stick to dat Endorsements on that lame Shit I can't drive wit my stick in dat I'm thinkIn What kinda of shit is that When I wake up Straight to the step Young nigga still in the trap That's why can't live wit moms I keep a tech in my Nike bag Wit a half a gas and sum Xanax Wit digi scale And if she ever came across it Lords know Niggaz wish me well Like a penny to a wishing well Throw a Nigga out then wish me well Pray I to god I never see a cell Left me out here no choice Child support on a Nigga heels I be thinking bout it everyday But if I blow wit this rap shit I worried cuz s nigga straight I ain't full but a nigga ate I was 18 ride'n paper plates Chop suey when I hit the block Peal lac all tinted out But that was back in the old days When young Skrill had the Tre 8 I had to cop me a 32 No beef Jus something to do Then I got shot Now my screws loose Hit a block Then let loose I kno Niggaz that a catch a body Then go catch a cab Shooting out the uber When they ride passed Then the time pass And they right back Rolling up pack Smoking on gas Lacking off a Xan Barcelona it a do u bad Cuz Niggaz came back Wit the shit 30 shots and they didn't miss U snoozin tryna text a Bitch They focused tryna do hit