Lyrics:
eatin water melon way juicy, fuck it
Check it out I get blunted on top
Livin like an anvil ready to drop (playa)
[Chorus]
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
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
the greatest
I left my life
My physical form of life behind
I realize my blunted and senseless way of life
I should have lived my life much more conscious
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
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 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
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
FARENHEIT IN THE PLACE A MAKE YOU FEEL ALRIGHT BABYGIRL I WANNA SEE YOU SHAKE YOUR ASS TONITE JIGZAG A STAY BLUNTED '''TIL MORNING LIGHT SO JUST WANT
love it maybe my growth
To stunted was in my home room blunted
I took a keynote from it and got my lean on
You stayed still lay on me
Until the dream
been thuggin'
Ay, park my car up in the
Front and keep the shit runnin'
I fuck with you nigga, 100
We can get blunted
Me and my nigga Nip Hussle in
money takin food
Out of childrens stomach
3 weeks in the streets
Watch the good feelins plummett
Wasted so many days starin
At the cielin blunted
Can't
my customers look like Joe Dirt
(They do)
Always countin' money, twenties, fifties
Hundreds (Gettin' blunted)
As much as I do all this finessin'
Ain't
summer
Gonna tell 'em all fall so
They vote in abundance
We’ll be chillin like KingFace
Dudes hella blunted
3 more terms fake news gonna love it
3 whole
Locked up in ATL (Yup) for getting blunted
Straight out of Fulton County
To magic city Mondays (Ha Ha)
Blowin money (Yezzer) throwin money (Yezzer)
Its
temples, face on the Wanted List
I talk power to the people
With a blunted list pay back
Crack the shackles on the hundred wrist
Hurt, Mother Earth lookin'
Back then when I was practicing
In front of the mirror
Blunt in my ear, blunted out
Rhyme of the year
It's time for a beer, crack it open
Back to my
no
(Cc)
Best flow since the West Coast
Gave us Death Row
(RJ)
Peaks and valleys
Camouflaged by weed smoke
(Cc)
Blunted off of three tokes
Find
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
sorry for stuntin'
That Maserati be pumpin'
Bass out the speakers, we bumpin', blunted
Give a fuck 'bout nothin' (Uh, uh)
I said I'm swaggin' on you
a hundred and shit
In the party with Poudii, we huntin' and shit
Bought my mama a house
Having fun with this shit (Bah)
With Lil Frosty and Tomi we blunted
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