Lyrics:
the grain
Good weed, good drink, big money, we (Aye!)
Rollin in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (yeah!)
I handle my business so I think I
me a barista
I be pouring bottles imma drink it by the litre
She always call me daddy when I call her mamacita
The way you keep on looking at me make
I don high, I'm wasted
When I rest be like I play dead. Shake less
Gimme d crusher,. Bro no loud am. No waste Rez
King of a jungle, I'm apex, I
Invitation to a party that I didn't wanna go to
Surrounded by mothafuckas that give me the stress I go thru
Daily
Baby dance with me
I'm tryna drink
I get finer
And I can tell your girl wants Charlie inside her
I'm a ride-or-dier with that eye of the tiger
Cornrows banging out the side of my
Walk by faith, you appear
I've gotta live in stereo
I quit, I fold, I'm done
Trying to scale Everest
Sherpa-less
Ain't fun
The best-laid plans
on the wheels of steel
Slow it down for a minute Choco
Yo, Zig Zag on the M.I.C
We givin' a special tribute to Charlie Parker, here tonight
The midnight
I'm gonna do coke on a boat
Light up a zoot and I toke
You know that I got the smoke
I'm bunnin up bunnin up this ain't no joke
They say no face no
the majority
I'm two steps ahead while they plotted it
Plans of a posthumous O'hene Savant by their operatives
Highly evolved software that manages
To perform
a man
Let me rob your bank then
I'm a hooligan (My Charlie horse)
It's you again (No recourse)
Somebody hand me another drink
(I don't remember you
fuckin cent that you could buy at the mall
I'm a long distance super-power, pussy-magnet
I was born in the ghetto, made by the ghetto
so fabulous!
a dollar" (I'm like)
I'm too rich, Valentino my collar (I'm like )
Thick bitch can't take this, she holler (I'm like)
A trip by the jeweler, she way too
care what you say
How it sound back then or
You ain't getting around that in no battle
It ain't easy, you know what I'm saying
That boy, that's what he
your fam
That's when they a call u a man
Under condition they love a man
U can't complain as a man
Heal ur pain any means by ur plan
Wish I never grew
Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)
[Charlie Brown]
My mind, ready to go, it's time
I gotta gotta know, where I'm going in
Ladies and Gentlemen
I go by the name DJ Lambo
We bouta get this party moving
I got a few of my brothers in the house
Sipping on that millionaira
That we done it before
I could write dear Abby
Sing Sweet Caroline
Someone tell McKenzie
Everything's fine
We got Charlie's angels
So Everthings good
Those that bring you up or down when it matters
More respect I want reciprocity
More except with just less hypocrisy
More or less because yes it
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
I ain't goin' in the club, 'less I got the tool on
Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on
Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew
not meant for your diction
Battled addiction in the womb
A crack baby by definition
Keys to ignition with no permission
That mean that I'm driven
me home
My phone's already ordered me
A half-caf extra foam
I work and play and drink here
Then get a fruit mask for my face
My rent's four thousand
Roll up, drink it
I do that for me
Pour up, get lit
I do that for me
Thinkin' how you
Only did for you
Never thought 'bout me, nah
Clean up,
make sure everybody eats
I take sips on the drink that Charlie flips
Now I'm wilding out like I'm Charlie clip
I'm a prick and my mum knows
Say they
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