Lyrics

Chillin' with the T's and my feet up Got my Glock and my re-up What you need? I keeps the Tech in the freezer Freeze 'em like Frieza Bitch, I'm servin' bass out the speakers A Jesus believer would think that I just never compete 'cause If God gave us life, and life give me drugs, and drugs give me seizures The fuck's the even reason of livin'? I'd rather cock it and leave it Cop the walk in the building, been servin' Wock to the children Allah Akbar, I'm killin', I'm servin' bitches some Ritalin She say it give her a feeling, like pop a rose in they press Pull out my dick and bust a skeet on the chest Considered the best, still far from feelin' happy and blessed Wakin' up another morning, 'nother homie in debt Suicidal, depressed, that's just the way I remain Claimin' the clique without meetin' main head, you a lame I'm changin' the lane, run 'em down fast like Hussein I cock it and aim, I'm bustin' out some shots at your brain Why you wanna creep behind my shoulders? Get back, why you so shook? You a motherfuckin' Tic Tac Fuckin' with the mystical, pivotal man I change emotions when I'm not intact And you on my block now, hit 'em with the shots now Boy you better bow down, if I can't come down Where your ass go, where your ass go, where? Stairway to Heaven, Led Zeppelin with the stairs Now I'm on the road, hit 'em with the Yamamoto Cut 'em like designers, and I hit 'em with the no-no Ocarina Underground, I kept it on the low Two damn snakes when I hit 'em with the stone-cold Pumps in the back of the Cadi' that Pouya been drivin' when he wasn't happy I do this for me and for all of my family Been keepin' them safe, I just kept my insanity
Writer(s): Michele Scatamacchia, Andrew Adolph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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