Lyrics:
phone
She still typing things
Told her ion got the time for
Indecisive things
And I'm stayin by myself
I need time to think
And I'm pourin up some dusse
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
Smokin' weed is better than talkin' to you, lemme breathe some hours
Overdose is better than knowing your lie, you can lie for hours
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
here
(Forever, forever)
Forever by my side, I thought
(That's what I thought, I
Was just thinking) , i thought (I was wrong)
I keep smokin' back to back
I know, I know, Weezy Wee, this dedicated to my father
Rabbit nigga, y'all excuse the expressions
What it be like up there baby boy,
Aye this
I know, I know, Weezy Wee, this dedicated to my father
Rabbit nigga, y'all excuse the expressions
What it be like up there baby boy,
Aye this
across
Money do somersaults, Bentley on young adults
Stuntin' on them hoes, it ain't me, its the money folk
Still make it rain, get struck by a money
trippin', baby girl, I don't need you (and I need you)
You could walk a thousand miles and I still don't wanna see you (and I need you)
I got the whole city
Now I don't really like to trust nobody
That's why I ride by my lonely
Say you got me baby show me
You the only that's been around
You kept it a hunnid
fine
I know that baby
Ain't mine
I still see you
All the time
Paying you when I pass by
Looked me up
In my eyes
You cheated on me
And lied
Told me
a different type of twister
Friend, who?
Show me what that neck do
No this not Pokémon but I'm finna catch you
Bash, who?
I would never trash you
Finna cop
foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their
' on call the cops, i'm killing bro
Chill the fuck down, go and smokе some mo'
Swerwing lava like i'm serving beats
Still gotta bless my mofka baby
Younga
Smokin' gas, think I farted
Rearrange his top, wig part it
Ain't linkin' with niggas, Most these niggas, bitches
Real block, baby, I'm straight out them
Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like
To the devil on the crossroads in a bottle while he pissed
By the railroad that's why trains ride the rails but still miss
It be the best people on the street
manipulate the shit out of you
Never mad at you
Only disappointed by your attitude
I diss opponents
Always sad
It's true
But I'll nurture you
Take you
Lights are inviting with cold faithful eyes
Watching me through every step
And every window passing by
Blank expressions leave me fearful
Of a slow
They always asking why Chaela got slow music
Truth be told nigga she be going through it
By the same one she loved she got cheated on
Crazy cause her
baby
At ain't got a call I'm lonely
Trynna lock me up in shackles
Cuz I freed you from me
Ian trynna bash just speaking
Facts getting stress off me
Got
the focus in yo' direction; what
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
We at the road, still chillin, watchin movies and we smokin
Baby she lookin so beautiful, "You
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
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