Lyrics:
confronted by them badges
I was taught stay low and keep blasting
Po only know questions that was answered
Keep a number on the high price lawyer
It's five
confronted by them badges
I was taught stay low and keep blasting
Po only know questions that was answered
Keep a number on the high price lawyer
It's five
probably said I made it, hol time i'm just grinding
I've been going thru a lot, so that had put me in that deep end
I lost my granddaddy, yea that put me in
makes me jump
Got black to asian, and caucasian sayin'
That's the joint, that's the jam'
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided by the
Black
caskets
Jump suits, state boots, at least three stabbings
You softer than a Reebok Classic
Folding under pressure when confronted by them badges
I was
the cops
Donuts in the parking lot
Fuck it we gon make it hot
I been going through a lot
I just hope I make it out
I just hope the ones I love can make it
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
already know it
Singing on beats man they calling me "Stoic"
Jump outta bed and I'm already geeked
I'm way to high I cant stand on my feet
I bought a bag
man I can't go to bed
So fuck it bitch I'm Boutta be on on the block
Smokin dope and watchin fo cops
Gaining weight I'm eating a lot
My grind you see
go a whizzing by
Fare thee well Laramie and Albuquerque High
Yes sir, here we are, going all the way, mustn't quit till we hit California
From
go a whizzing by
Fare thee well Laramie and Albuquerque High
Yes sir, here we are, going all the way, mustn't quit till we hit California
From
a cave
Hunter aiming at yo brain
Brain brain brain liquid
I feel like eddy
Grip machette
I'm addicted
But not by definition
Cause I kicked it
Flvco
just blew in from Spain
Sir Richard Pump-A-Loaf
You sniffed the reeking buns of Angel
The story of a demented bread-boffer
And acted like it
to drive after porters
Got stopped by enforcers
Not one cop, there were more sirs
Sir I'm sorry I didn't mean to drive
You know I needed to feel alive
I
Alright, let me see what I got so far man
We hеre baby my heart poundin'
Come on baby, it's go time
Part I: "AHHH HA" by Lil Durk
Zel finna slide
Chopper right beside in case a nigga try to jerk me
I did the city thing plus I played it out of state
Either way a nigga was known for havin' a lot
Yeah
I put some sabotage back on that cold turkey
Spent intuition as if I earned it
Yeah, I returned the furnace when that sun was burnin
I was
had the focus oh shit it’s hard to notice/
Been one of the dopest, difference in flow like the sea when it’s parted by Moses/
To art I’m devoted, me
you from the jump so why you forcing
Him second to none you can't compare so just avoid it
I'm not referee but how I see it I'ma call it
Dope as fuck
a third degree burn
Iced it down when he was asleep
And said you'll be okay
A lot of rappers are desperate to
Be a star by the day they hydroplaning
Hoping
Brand new glock and it came with a beam
If he shoot me then he dying with me
If he run up then he catching bout 3
There's a whole lot of opps that I'm
Got new sounds for Sir Spyro to pattern
(Sounds of the sir)
Took matters into my own hands
When it mattered & made things happen
From Birmingham like
Lord knows i been praying a lot
Just for a fucking spot
Ask me if I’m doing wrong I’ll lie and say I’m not
But dammit it’s worth a shot and I’ll take
life's about to get a lot better, here today gone tomorrow, on another level, but it's whatever, life is about to get a lot better, whenever, wherever,
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