Cotton Candy
Slagfish
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Portland I just hold a marco to a bad friend Don't be calling polo, let them ask again Opening they eyes, they be asking Where'd they all go? I don't think that I'm a bad friend Rootin' tootin' shooter with a bad hand Only got one arm, he's a dead man I should leave him hanging by his own neck I ain't ready for hell, tallied nine sins I expect attacks from rats, I've done vanished I belong locked so I'm following the bandished All my songs hit yea that's because I can't miss The food on my plate's a lot more than I manage I inspect the baddest bitch and all her weapons I don't want to miss something she can use against me And she got the thang on her, a Smith and Wesson I don't call the cops because I don't feel threatened Always got plans, always keep em on a list Done it once and I'll do it again if you insist Called a smartwatch, I got brains on my wrist They act like three legends couldn't ever coexist I can turn grass into gold I walked out your life when I loved you the most We both representing cuz we from the same coast Everything just hits harder when it's all in post All the money's evil, that's why money's well spent Everything I learn's from a different dimension My Momma said that it's based on they intentions I wanna see success, it's more than numbers that I've dreamt Now I'm seeing family is my inspiration Nothing can replace them, not the whole population Bad love and guns; a bad combination You lose cuz you shoot with your imagination I ain't tryna stop, I been on a win streak I'ma get a crowd, concerned by the mystique I gotta let the truth speak But god damn my mind's telling me I'm too weak Wanted to drop a single all week I been shadowboxing my problems to fix my technique You ain't unique with a peak physique You can kick me when I'm down but you ain't got an oblique I can push a pack, but he ain't talking to me though When he talk back, he blaming his alter ego Unlocked potential, I just looked through the keyhole Massacre of the innocents, call me Marino I'm just tryna find all the answers, what do he know? I got too many minds surrounded by the weed smoke Proper bounty, I'll lock you up and swallow the key whole I can handle the heat, tolerance jalapeno I made this bitch, auto bots designed Decepticons, deception's off, it's war time I'ma blast a bitch, I got a war machine I got too many problems that you ain't gon' see I got too many bars, I'm smoking up all the weed Joey gives the dab, it's gone by the next scene Drop an edible, unforgettable, stoned, I see heaven smoke God just said my shit stay tight, he wanted more I stay too long, I smoke, I'm gone Hot handed the cotton candy, it all fall I shoot for green, you gotta pass me the ball I shoot for green, we all stepping in the mall I stay too long, I smoke, I'm gone Hot handed the cotton candy, it all fall I shoot for green, you gotta pa- oh, f*ck me Whatever
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