Yes, let me dig your brain, folks falling like rain Property got me selling things, guess I'm explain is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up But still got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my teeth I take it upon myself to mine, thinking that you Got's ample to do this have you I thought you knew this I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling selling my sacks watching my Wetting em up like splish, em in a splash Of blood, the clock is ticking niggas from my block is I'm putting it down like it be hot before we all get Got, only so much in this bastard Bitter be claiming broke but I be saying pro-cras-ti-natin' Settling for less, bet' be When they roll up in nest and, sink one in your chest and You'se gone, up here for good Y'all be bobbin back and forth to let me know you Yeah, up
There's only so much left in this crazy world I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb killing niggas they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb
So me out, see in a while when niggas be trying to test me I gets frisky Grab a pint of golden then they swing but shit they missed me huh I'm getting nice with them things, I do like that You heard me on the radio and yes my man I'm to that I run my the way y'all wanna hear em And shoot my dice like it's the brick the way that done flicks em Nigga, so ring the roses diamonds around my neck from flexing But I'm running niggas over like a Lexus, test it Ten count em nigga fuck a nine See I added a millimeter for y'all doing crimes and drive bys yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora suckers I flipped the script and turned the page ain't scared of you Be bopping shots, like them be popping coochies And I still be spreading bullets them freaks be spreading cooties So look here niggas, I'm Red October I my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over
There's only so much time left in crazy world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb Niggas niggas they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb
Wooo! Big Boi Got a type of nugget, box, it's empty That's where the erb be dropping, simply marvelous time is ticking But some of that time when I be laying vocals in the Sugar Bear and Mon be smoking like it ain't nothing It shit, to take another hit so hit it Of the canibus seteva reefer yeah smoke shit It's all day any til they label me So fire up another one and out and fuck the world peace
We, is gonna smoke out, we choke out Like some men, cowards I be burying Coming around my shop with that see you gets nothing Just like DJ do the cutting I be having posse ducking nothing but King Shit, I am asking, can you hand That player with the pepper throwing salt off in your sprinkle motherfucker don't be crying on me That stuff the be in my chest until I'm chilling in peace, yeah
There's only so time left in this crazy world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb Niggas killing niggas they don't (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb