Buum (feat. .Geec) [Prod. 4th-I Riddle C]
Rey Morado
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Blunt like the gun to my heart, boom If they take a nigga out I be like Pac, boom Im'a pop, these o'er niggas just pop, boom Im'a give it to ya nonstop, boom T-T-Tried to come up on some cheddar at the pawn shop F-Fucked around and sold my celly for a point five Only fillin' up my belly wit the Boro's flyest Eyes glazed, Krispy Kreme if ya throwin five I ain't neva felt this low, shoppin' every other night Bag it quick and hit the door, only 'til I touch the sky Pay ya back a hunned fold, prolly not I'll keep the highs Hope I'm still ya family tho', lately I just wanna (static) Gotta face one every two four, daily been the man with a plan bet I'm worth a hunned grand off a few notes Pop a couple xans for the you know, up in la la land where the tunes grow I just be flowin', I just be deep in my head, can't find no motive yea Lookin' for change, hopin' the family straight, maintain my focus They think its a joke who we oughta be, not when I'm in my bag, ain't no stoppin' me Step in the room like its notcha league, blunts with the crew we on top of things Never sleep, never oh Servin' like federal, feder-oh Scribble my darkest thoughts get it off, fore I let this semi off, it go Blunt like the gun to my heart, boom If they take a nigga out I be like Pac, boom Im'a pop, these o'er niggas just pop, boom Im'a give it to ya nonstop, boom My body burn like napalm, watch me drop this a-bomb Deliver it to yo doorstep, Avon Li-Living dead, really this a seance Swear they let my niggas in, we gone cause some chaos K-o, K up in my government chuckle I spit like AR Flyin' like a dove, I hope my glove is off they radar F-f*ck the blue quasar I-Im just tryna get it couldn't give a f*ck who they are, o-only got the Cloud on my radar I been lifted don't matter if even if the day hard Every day of my life work the graveyard, still a ball like JR Son these niggas, jr, swear I step on sun Dont come in my lair, aka Kingdom Come So dont speak just stare, this be that one lone chair Spark up that nigga moment, got all these white folks scared Me and the team work overtime, overtime for some payback She be like "ooh yo hair", make me never want the waves back See me shaking where the stage at Blunt like the gun to my heart, boom If they take a nigga out I be like Pac, boom Im'a pop, these o'er niggas just pop, boom Im'a give it to ya nonstop, boom Blunt like the gun to my heart, boom If they take a nigga out I be like Pac, boom Im'a pop, these o'er niggas just pop, boom Im'a give it to ya nonstop, boom
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Written by: ERIK TUFT, GREGORY CROWSON
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