Final Hour (feat. Busta Rhymes)

Niggas riding waves and riding bitches Niggas riding waves and riding bitches Take the [drugs] out my system, replace 'em with prisms I'm sick as [?], I'm seeing symptons [?] records, ain't no sipping I been smoking hail Mary's, fuck them ninjas While these niggas riding waves and riding bitches Niggas riding waves and riding bitches Find me on my final hour being a bachellor I'm taking hip-hop in the hand And my plan is to love and look after her My duty's to kill causing havoc massacres Extra protection man, wrap it up I'm still alive cause I got that drive to kill all the passengers [?] and walk away afterwards Fresher than that ain't nobody No, no, no, no Fresher than that ain't nobody No, no, no Fresher than that ain't nobody No, no, no, no Fuck it bring in the noise Now we're bringing the noise I'm singing with the joy while they call in the boys Can't call on the man so they call on the boy You can't call your boys they took off and deploy Unloyal, turmoil, two things I avoid Two things I destroy (destroy) I cut that shit out like it sat in my chair, I'm a barber at Floyd's Cut me out then I'm coming back just like a keloid I'm observing like I'm the fly on the wall nigga, Pink Floyd Temptation on a highway, on a highway No hesitation If there's an issue I could pull up in your driveway You [?] nigga Hodgy, tell them niggas shut up nigga [?] one up nigga If you ain't got your one up nigga It's all good, you better put your gun up nigga Take that, t-t-t-take that C-c-cock back clap back Like we running on that am-track I got so much money While you niggas buy cars, I [?] Relapse back to and I use the wrong niggas like I really flashback [?] feel it again [?] it's getting realer again We got 'em frustrated [?] kill 'em again Hope you niggas [?] [?] open your blinds up Got a little kush you could grind up With a new bad bitch and she a one of a kind slut [?] the towel [?] I be locking it down [?] you could give me my crown (Give me my shit) [?] control shit And we [?] you know we on a roll bitch Little mama got her hand down, you could hold quick No preparations on the highway If there's a destination, I'm gon' pull up in your driveway You [?] nigga We don't fall for temptation (No) Contemplation hesitation We call [?] experiences some inspiration I'm not waiting in line, nigga time to wait in I'm Franklin in GTA when I'm going instantly insane I end up [?] rather be wasted than bust it though She bust it open when she touch her toes Touch me, I'ma [?] Electrocute her like [?] I got my spoon in her gumbo Smoking super bowl at the rose bowl cause I [?] Your opinion's irrelevant I am the room, I stepped into the elephant Money first nigga, the pussy the predicate Pussy the antonym, you It's fucking relevant, get this shit, fuck it we're celibate Fuck it then sell it quick I just be [?] saving you the embarrassment I'm drawing way back to the source, my immediate heritage Who is gonna stop me? What the main fucking question is Hey, hey, hey, hey I'm on my way [?]