For Sosa
OSHEA IV & Mbuckx
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I'm sorry miss jackson, son started approachin' me If I'm in a casket, 2xW #3 I laid on top the choppa, fell asleep dreamin' 'bout home invasion Move like politicians and never speak on no open cases Yeezus told me stomp the devil out And if he talkin' through the wire, send one through ya metal mouth College dropout was required so I chose a different route Rather get some that's enrolled, introduce em to several outs (vulgar culture) Call when ya home, I stroke ya Slid some kids right cross her tracks, resemble rollercoasters Might watch a vid' and reenact so we can get off on all of the closure Knowin' this gon' be confidential Lend you a shoulder in the moment, no time for lock and kizzle Drizzle my nizzle kept it simple, "Can't move without ya pistol" Whip up some shit on instrumental, I'm trappin off a pencil Park the forces in broad day, my nigga blessed the block Check the clock, 11:11 somebody po' me up Down south in VA Down south in VA All I need is 15 minutes, in n out, a-q-u-a Her and her friend be washin' dishes yeah, I like to see two play Work maneuvers on a cougar, obviously s'il vous plaît Caught a flight, left bac to cali, money lurkin' me Broski bleedin' out to bali bangin' burgundy New potential siren psychy gettin' close to the Don't play victim when she drop it for a couple G's Fr Smokin on fruit These niggas pussy, these niggas some coots Yeen gettin' money, just tell em da truth Yeen got da sauce or a splash of da juice Da money keep callin', just know I'm en route These niggas green and they ain't gettin' blues Ian lyin' 'bout shit, ion care what I do You can pop shit, just back it up too F*ck it come get it, I feel like da realest My styles, they be stealin' I talk what I'm livin' All dis flame might just burn up da buildin' Da way dat I'm rappin', they know dat I'm gifted I can f*ck up da game with no songs, just snippets Copycat rappers, they gonna mimic I get money by da minute Lord knows dat da bullshit come with it Treat ya favorite rapper just like a minion All da cap rap gettin' ridiculous No one dead yet, errbody spinnin' All da cap rap gettin' ridiculous No one dead yet, errbody spinnin' Lord knows dat da bullshit come with it I get money by da muhfuckin' minute Copycat rappers, they gon' mimic F*ck up da game with no songs, just snippets Da way dat I'm rappin', they know dat I'm gifted All dis flame might just burn up da buildin' I talk what I'm livin' My styles, they be stealin' I feel like da realest F*ck it, come get it
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Written by: CHARLES SWINTON, REHMONE WELLS
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