Lyrics:
I'm not the one for rebuilding no bridges
You the one burned it just learn from that lesson
Same as I did to bounce back from them losses
Now we ain't
kids
And this the story of how one of them kids got hit
By his own father right in front of me
You shoulda seen the stun on me when he was comfortably
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
Not a plain Jane
Rollie iced out for da flick nigga
Throwing fits nigga
How mad cause she taking pics wit us
Won’t get that back
She on Snapchat got no
hit it, I hit it first
And if you were to come back to me
Girl I know just how you'd do me
And if you were to come back to me
Girl I know just why
[Intro: Cee]
Yeah, it’s Big Cee, bitch!
With Notion, kid
Yeah and iLLvibe, man
Yo it's nothing to me, and so it's nothing to you
I'll give you
mine.[00:30.25]If you're feeling jaded, cars always candy painted,[00:32.77]Mary Jane, high graded, ill-fated, still hated.[00:35.79]You can kick it, you can stay
to shit, you never seen
To Magnolia and back
Niggas talk bout me but then they never seen
Seeing them niggas in the cages, duckin stages, thinkin they
off these ten toes
And sky dive
Way too many shots inside drive by
Guess i was never meant to hit the sky line
Can anybody out here show the guidelines
snatched away his life
Before you knew people were starving
Right around your block
Before you seen someone get shot up
On Facebook by some cops
Back when
what you like i swear you ain't living
But they do it to they selves
Don't you call that suicide
Got you swallowed by the doubt
Raise yo hand up touch
poisons to choose and addictions to feed
I'm not the one to fuck around so I'll just stick with my weed
Yeah I know the marijuana's gonna fry my brain
God
a motherfucking band
So fly, I don't know where to land
So fly, motherfucking Peter Pan
You put the city on your back like a motherfucking tat
Damn nigga, you
the hit stick
You know when I spit it, I rip it
My creatine addiction
I won't quit it
My life before this rap career
I don't miss it
Baby can't you see
Wake and bake on holidays like its Christmas in the morning
We smoking 33 grams like I'm Pippen and you Jordan
Now we almost out of weed so I hit my
way to L.A., I'll see you guys later
You'll be here when I get back, ain't got no time to drink that
Now all I do is sit back, hop on the plane and sip
you think
Get blazed anyway
Smoke
We drink
We getting fucking blitzed
Smoking getting pissed
Fuck I love this shit
Prob's ill never fucking quit
dreams (facts)
So the buddha monk is back in the cut with a bag of funk (word)
Spreading truce and helping you yeah you know what's coming up (preach)
first
40 milligram tabs how many you got
I'll take em all when I'm out i'll hit up a new spot
Cause aint enough pills in the world to feed my addiction
empty, tell the reaper come and get me
Who said you can't live forever lied
Of course, I'm living forever I'll, forever I'll live long
You can't ever
to satisfy the customers
It'll hit you different depending on what we pay you
Pop it then the check the purity side effects of it fatal
Now you know that
don't know
I can't be yours, I hope you know that shit
You can't be mine, let me get my clothes back bitch
Yeah, listen to the way that I sing
Pull out
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
of my '86 Pontiac
Afrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink
By 10 o'clock at night I'll be fuckin you on the sink
I can tell you're cummin by the way you
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