Lyrics:
my blunted nail
Rolling water, suck her free
Surely I can make you feel..
What I'm feeling, falling in
Comfort bleeds a swollen mend
In
la GUTTAS
Call me Sheik Digga
Plotting over loops like the eight figures
Baby I'm hard, represent the feminist God
[What?] that gets blunted - watch
like an SP-12
Go to hell, I made bail, Nigga fresh outta jail
With the look of the replican, shit gets deep
Already blunted up, and man I'm bumpin'
the old wild west
Write one rhyme and for years you run it
I sit and write a rhyme, when I'm done get blunted
Come see our show cause it ain't like
and cognac gettin blunted
Readin the tablet of my money from the kids that I fronted
You don't want it, shootin slugs outta an armored green lex
>From four
He had his hard hat, born ready for war
This young nigga heart's gone and I saw this before
He lived day by day, prey by prey, stray by stray
Blunted
And I smoke hella grass and I smash like the pumpkins
I feel uplifted, gifted they say, because I stay
Blunted all li-di-di-da-di-day
My rap gets
while most of y'all fronted
These days I don't stay blunted by choice
I can breath a lot better standing higher Royce
And you 'betcha they won't know what
because I stay blunted
Laughing cracker smile wen I do it how I want it
Roll the freeway like the indi 500
I'm 50 zag patterns stay up like an addict
Chewy
know y'all want it
Turn it up and get blunted
I'm like "fuck the money, fuck the fame"
I came here to fuck up the game
Gon' get it, I'm feeling
hollowed out,
Vision blunted by
Web of deceit
Thick with contempt
The most vocal burn blessed with scorn
Others hope it goes away
And
Let it
of gangstas
Fuck a rebel and rave
My behavior is negative
So stop runnin
If not it'll be your relative
The one I'm gunnin
Blunted, wanted by America's Most
eatin water melon way juicy, fuck it
Check it out I get blunted on top
Livin like an anvil ready to drop (playa)
[Chorus]
the old wild west
Write one rhyme and for years you run it
I sit and write a rhyme, when I'm done get blunted
Come see our show cause it ain't like
back it up (yeah)
Tell me who the fuck want it?
Last week, made five hunnid
Don't stress me, I'm blunted (cash)
Can't outdress these garments
for rims
Unrighteous teachers reachin'
Blunted on reality like Wiz Khalifa
Like a nappy head through all my logic, theories and my thesis
Add pussy
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