Yes, let me dig into your brain, falling like rain Property got me things, guess I'm gon' explain Jane is rolled up, no gangs be up But still Andre got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my I take it upon to handle mine, thinking that you Got's ample to do this you shot I thought you knew this I'm crumblin', no for fumbling selling my sacks watching my back Wetting em up splish, leaving em in a splash Of blood, the clock is ticking niggas from my block is I'm it down like it be hot before we all get shot Got, so much time in this bastard Bitter be claiming broke but I be they pro-cras-ti-natin' Settling for less, be ready When they up in your nest and, sink one in your chest and You'se gone, up outta here for Y'all be bobbin and forth to let me know you understood Yeah, up
There's only so time left in this crazy world I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb Niggas killing they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just erb, I'm just 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 with them things, because 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 it's the brick the way that wall done flicks em Nigga, so ring the roses diamonds around my neck from flexing But I'm running niggas over like a ninety-fo' Lexus, it Ten millimeters em nigga fuck a nine See I added a for y'all niggas doing crimes and drive bys yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora suckers I flipped the script and the page ain't scared of you motherfuckers Be bopping shots, like them hoes be coochies And I still be spreading like them freaks be spreading cooties So look here niggas, I'm Hunting Red I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is
There's only so much time left in this world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb Niggas killing niggas they don't (what's the master plan) I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb
Wooo! Big Boi Got a type of nugget, blunt box, it's That's where the erb be dropping, simply marvelous time is ticking But some of time when I be laying vocals in the Dungeon Sugar Bear and Mon be smoking like it ain't nothing It ain't shit, to take hit so hit it Of the seteva weed reefer yeah smoke shit It's all day any til they label me So fire up another one and smoke out and fuck the peace
We, is smoke out, until we choke out Like some merry men, cowards I be Coming around my shop with see nigga you gets nothing Just DJ do the cutting I be having your posse ducking nothing but King Shit, I am asking, sucker can you That with the pepper throwing salt off in your game Sprinkle sprinkle motherfucker be crying on me That stuff the be in my chest until I'm chilling in peace, yeah
There's only so much time in this crazy world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb killing niggas they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just erb, I'm just crumblin' erb