Yes, let me dig into your brain, falling like rain got me selling things, guess I'm gon' explain Jane is rolled up, no gangs be up But Andre got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my teeth I take it upon myself to handle mine, that you ample to do this have you shot I thought you knew this I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling selling my watching my back Wetting em up like splish, em in a splash Of blood, the is ticking niggas from my block is missing I'm putting it like it be hot before we all get shot Got, only so much time in bastard Bitter be claiming broke but I be they pro-cras-ti-natin' Settling for less, bet' be When they roll up in your nest and, sink one in your and You'se gone, up outta for good Y'all be bobbin back and forth to let me you understood Yeah, up
There's only so time left in this crazy world I'm crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb Niggas killing niggas they don't (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb
So me out, see Once in a while when niggas be trying to test me I gets Grab a pint of golden whiskey then they swing but they missed me huh I'm getting nice with them things, I do like that You me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to that I run my lyrics the way wanna hear em And shoot my dice like it's the brick the way that wall 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 millimeters count em nigga a nine See I added a millimeter for niggas doing crimes and drive bys Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora I flipped the script and turned the page scared of you motherfuckers Be bopping shots, like hoes be popping coochies And I still be spreading bullets like them freaks be spreading So look niggas, I'm Hunting Red October I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is
There's only so much time left in crazy world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb Niggas killing niggas don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb
Wooo! Big Boi Got a of nugget, blunt box, it's empty That's where the erb be dropping, it's simply marvelous is ticking But some of that time when I be vocals in the Dungeon Sugar Bear and Mon be ounces like it ain't nothing It ain't shit, to another hit so hit it Of the canibus weed reefer yeah smoke shit It's all day any til they me deceased So fire up another one and smoke out and fuck the peace
We, is gonna out, until we choke out Like merry men, cowards I be burying around my shop with that see nigga you gets nothing Just like DJ do the cutting I be having your posse nothing but King Shit, I am asking, can you hand That player with the throwing salt off in your game Sprinkle motherfucker don't be crying on me stuff the sess be in my chest until I'm chilling in peace, yeah
There's only so much time left in this crazy I'm crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb Niggas killing niggas they don't (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb