i ain't drink in a minute
i got a bitch that's going both ways
i'm paid
now i'm smokin' out the back seat
tell the driver to bring my daughter to the top floor
i got a bitch that's going both ways
i'm paid
so
now i'm smokin' out the back seat
tell the driver to bring my daughter to the top floor
red lights
never see 'em when the roof gone
bally sneakers
with the patent leather
never see 'em
floors seats
at the garden
next to spike lee
everybody dyin' before we flee the night scene
bad coke
niggas' sniffin'
i take the long route
chrome out
send a nigga' to the most high
drove by
on a mission like it's '05
henny' bottle
fendi belt
my shit is felt
i was locking in
six months without no help
it was routine
hits the dips
push-ups between
buncha'.50 clips
gettin' ripped
nigga' lookin' like a king
i was fresh out
me and gutta
gutta i need you to do me this favor boy
hold this down for me
you know i'mma be right back
bodega
still pitchin'
molly powder and dasani make you feel different
shell shocked
niggas' on you hit the kill switch'n'
vietnam
shit like it's 'nam over here
you nigga's dyin'
bipolar
nine on 'em
with a lot of anger
momma on him
like go to school
'cause the bills due
told him be safe
i can't afford it
'cause they head-hittin'
bed flippin'
under mattress kept the four-fever
uncle butchy won't let us hustle out the same apartment
trap spot
smellin' like death on a cold night
summertime
playin' them benches
like we can't play
hit the park
my gloves on
he think i'm o.j
kim k
i want your sister with the long face
long k
a million dollars make my mama smile
kairi
your daddy love you
i'm a real nigga'
strap on me
never tellin'
cut my tongue out
give niggas' game from a jacuzzi
like this run's house
shop open 24/7
bitch we don't close
graveyard
no gloves on
my hands was so cold
black shit
black gun
black giuseppe's in a black whip
black tape
wrapped around a fuckin' white brick
white chick
try to tell me what the price is
nice kids
we were tryin' rob a hundred bands
son of sam
make the summer hot
all the spring
keep it clean
niggas' run a lot
duck tape
no breathin'
that's my season
get a warm coat
dead broke
that was us
let the lord send 'em
don sippers
i ain't going back and forth with 'em
i'm different
if it's murder
we could trade it off
tecks
glocks
no xbox
bitch i came to ball
backwoods all by myself
ain't gotta' hang with ya'll
let the lord send 'em
don sippers
never going back and forth with 'em
i'm different
if it's murder
we could trade it off
tecks
glocks
no xbox
bitch i came to ball
backwoods all by myself
ain't gotta' hang with ya'll
black shit
black gun
black giuseppe's in a black whip
black tape
wrapped around a fuckin' white brick
white chick
try to tell me what the price is
nice kids
we were tryin' rob a hundred bands
son of sam
make the summer hot
no breathin'
my season
get a warm coat
dead broke
that was us nigga'
my bitch said i'm bipolar
i hope the pills help
my nigga said i'm bipolar
i hope the pills help
this bitch said i'm bipolar
i hope the pills help
bipolar
nine on 'em
with a lot of anger
bipolar
nine on 'em
with a lot of anger