Yes, let me dig your brain, folks falling like rain Property got me things, guess I'm gon' explain Jane is rolled up, no gangs be up But still got action, they Sweat like Keith, all on my teeth I take it upon to handle mine, thinking that you Got's ample to do have you shot I thought you knew this I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling selling my sacks my back Wetting em up like splish, leaving em in a Of blood, the clock is ticking niggas from my block is I'm putting it down it be hot before we all get shot Got, only so much time in this be claiming broke but I be saying they pro-cras-ti-natin' Settling for less, be ready they roll up in your nest and, sink one in your chest and You'se gone, up here for good Y'all be bobbin and forth to let me know you understood Yeah, up
only so much 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 be trying to test me I gets frisky Grab a pint of golden whiskey then they but shit they missed me huh I'm getting nice them things, because 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 wall done flicks em Nigga, so ring the roses diamonds around my neck from flexing But I'm running over like a ninety-fo' Lexus, test it Ten millimeters count em nigga fuck a See I added a millimeter for niggas doing crimes and drive bys Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora I flipped the and turned the page ain't scared of you motherfuckers Be bopping shots, like them hoes be 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 erb, I'm just crumblin' erb killing niggas they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb
Wooo! Big Boi Got a type of nugget, 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 laying in the Dungeon Sugar Bear and Mon be smoking ounces like it ain't It ain't shit, to take hit so hit it Of the canibus 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 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 pepper throwing salt off in game sprinkle motherfucker don't be crying on me That stuff the sess be in my chest 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 they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb