Lyrics:
last blunt but I know where it's at
Hit my nigga Bigzanie get me a fat ass sack
Snatch the eighth it's gonna last me half the day
Sippin on bombay 4 54
a perk, then two Glock, I was in the hood just trappin
Three, nigga, run up on a quim, three nigga go on the head
When I'm catching on and folding it, I be
roll up a three.five
I got me a brand new Sprite let's pour a couple lines
My diamonds they're bright as the sun and your diamonds they do not shine
My
ooh, ooh
cnd never comes down
How long
How long
How long
How long
Before it breaks
Hourglass
Waiting by the end
By the water
Everybody's
your pores
Got that work like a chore
Sellin it like the store
I got cameras on the wall
On the wall like decor
I don't have 1,2 or the 3
I have 4
heart repeatedly It's a bloody scenery, it's like a movie
on your screen And so I scream, to the daylight, it drops
down to its knees Guess the days had
the teller a bank note
My dog just came home, he on parole so he can't smoke
Like Bishop in Juice, three fifty-seven by the ankle
Nigga get outta pocket I'm
I fucking take it Lets nail that fucker up
Tired of hearing what the pious have to say
Trying to just live your life just day after day
Subjected
inside my lungs, it's a cold feeling
Girl of my dreams: wrist slit, dressed like Lolita
Stay with me in bed all day, I don't wanna see no people
Wear my
the door
Fuck a 9-5 or die at 95
I'll settle for 70 and a girl that's down to ride
And show me, the abundance of life
Not distracted by jewels or mink coats
know it though by the way that she treat me fried chicken & collard greens soul food is what she feeds me all she want is a glass of wine, a blunt,
all white, I will serve you all day and night three courses meal of drugs
I would leave you not being able to crawl off a rug
Is it true?
The way we
Ayo its six o'clock on the dot
C-money comes and picks me up
He beeps 3 times I throw my 90s on we hit the pub
I'm charged up, everybody's getting
science
too bad i got denied
i still drop by
let you call shots
first i gotta drop her off (just a friend)
and tell his ass knock it off
you know he cant
Yeah lets make this kind of mellow
Ant slow it up for me
We going to do this kind of cool
[Verse 1]
Always on a mellow man
Kicking rhymes that
missin'
Sticky like honey
I'll be on it 'til the day I die
Used to be a try hard
Now I ain't even have to try
I feel just like icy g in 2018
All these
i ever reach for that 45
I pray its by my side
These n***** lame as hell
Don't want em beside I
Lord show me who for me
Open up my third eye
I'm from
mistakes
I apologized all day
Keep calling you keep ghosting
This shouldn't be a heartbreak
Our story ain't even started
It just finished please bae
Let's
ran it up
In the hood for sum months
And I'm taxin exotic
100 for sum runtz
3.5
This not that fake exotic
You smokin on to get by
You don't even cough
Kokane
(verse 1)
1999 was the day that I met ya
Blazing up high in the hood all together
Screaming thug till we die we be brothers
Home boyz for
paid by the day every hour nerd
So say what you say you can stay sour turd
But I will not be deterred I will not be the first
To lay down my arms I will
don't play when it's beef I just cock back and let it spray
And wet a mother fucker up like a rainy day
S to the K A to the letter N
There ain't no
Yeah
ADEK let's get it
Pulling up to the stu
Always ready come through
ADEK gotta ask what the fuck have you been up to
I been grinding, hosting
and started my day at 3am
Arrest effort and ban hope
I try so hard to no avail
I called Papa Legba at the crossroads and said “fuck it, I give up, please help
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