Lyrics:
just found dead
No more windows, no more trains
Hung himself out in the rain
Now he'll never be that boy again
And we say by-bye Bill McCai
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
to him but he was to busy fo that
But I was more then welcome to walk with him
As we walked
He talked and I just listen
He said there's a big
Curious about him
I wanted to talk to him but he was to busy for that
But I was more then welcome to walk with him
As we walked
He talked and I just
paint the town
Got a ukulele, got a piano
Crate full of vinyls, choose, we can dance around
Are you more white? Are you more red wine
Gin T, with a bit
with findin' a way to get ahead
And then we got to use it
It's a good thing that I'm rappin'
If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be mackin'
Good thing we
to Philly
Broke you off a bunch of green you had me trippin' but still we
Maintained to stick together through the ups and downs
And when I ain't have nobody
got us bonding
You feeling different be honest
And we can see if we find it
Where we went wrong that is
And let this love live
Crowded by thoughts
bomb
Can I get a pop 'til the motherfuckers stop
Sellin' that shit that make the hoodie drop?
No more easy gettin' over for
The cracka in the back
Yo,
Can't wait to hit the bar and get that thug
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Can't wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start
in together now drop
Yo don't stop don't stop
[Magoo]
Get your freak on at club(?)
We ain't put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done
fine ass to its never been to
We can get together I play something we can spliff to
And I besides me and mash we can getta hella lit to
You been knew you
inspiration
I wanted to eliminate any limitations
For the human race
And any other we share space
Did i do it for myself?
I wrapped my own fate together
In
(Ha ha)
Nigga look at that shit
Lemme pop my wrist
Yea look at that bitch
I gotta get
Yea I gotta get
Lemme get my thangs lil baby
Bih suck my dick
and gin
Same shit you was fuckin wit way back then
We keep it crackin' from the actin to the jackin
G'ed up see'ed up motherfucker blaze the weed up
We
(he got the) coke in hand, (I got the) juice and gin
Same shit you was fuckin wit way back then
We keep it crackin' from the actin to the jackin
G'ed
to perform it
Drink the Cristal at the same time
Get intoxicated till we lose are minds
The crowd separated as we start to shine
I lift you in the air your
(I told you once I told you twice, the Bigga Figga
nigga ain't nothin nice so get your game for the day I
advise ya it ain't the meal it's just
videos and binge more shitty shows
Until he goes and looks at Past-Me like, really bro
But we're the same damn person
A dude who was made to create grand
you want so I could get what I need
We could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne, fuck the gin and juice
These nigga's
you want so I could get what I need
We could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne, fuck the gin and juice
These nigga's
the pimps and players
You gon' feel me baby when I get there
I'ma give you what you want so I can get what I need
We can get hella freaky while we smoke
on some gin out come my confidence we lit
No matter what I do id be great at it
Chose rap whatchu know fate has it
That every bar I write aint average
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