Statik through the broken ankles, man Never sit down, I'ma stand up
Yo book a ticket to the tropics cause I'm through with all the I'm living every day, in the mirror saying why me? Hide my eyes cause I'm sickened with the Abusing marijuana, sipping vintage for the time My set is very serious, in fact Spit a wild rap, carve a steak off the cow's back Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in the Same that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot If they make me the stand then I'm lying through my teeth though Ask to swear to God but in that I don't though My man Stevie Mo playing for Toledo Hustle 'til my fingers staying like a cheeto on the bed pleasuring my pee pee Smart TCN, lyrical graffiti Drug roll precise, like a with the dice Butcher with the knife, you get for your life So much to say it's so little time and Killer Queens the borough, New be the city Coming crazy out your mouth will get your up like a philly Running through the maze I'm Willie, you gotta feel me
I'm moving forward cause nothing's be the same Eyes from the smoke, I can't see the lane Swerving heavy, in my lap I'm looking for a problem so I'm the gat Somebody save me, cause I wanna go to jail I'd rather be up in the mansion for the Polo But I'm here, stuck my thoughts I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my
My life is a movie, Blizzard with the shottie Hookah house or chilling in the lobby Yes I'm living gnarly, the 40 of Barley Open up cigars and fill 'em with a of Marley cut porterhouse straight from Luger's Ruger for intruders hand to hand by the duelers Ginger ale in Knick's glasses, your style is piss to flip the mattress, kick it swift as Cassius My is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianows Obvious to see I'm a straight off the couch You with a blouse, you get slapped up side the mouth By the Zangief look-a-like, always cooking right Spray the vinegar to up a yummy Smoking got me squinting like the sky is high and Attachment on the nozzle make the iron funny Never stop until my body diving in a pile of
I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane Swerving heavy, in my lap I'm looking for a so I'm modeling the gat Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to I'd be up in the mansion for the Polo sale But I'm here, inside my thoughts I'm have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
I'm already like a gunshot You the fuzzy light green, call it Dunlop, flow nun's twat Many hours, one man standing, one the morning to the mothafuckin' sun drop Cause I'm one with the Earth, red I've been blunted since birth, age 9 Mom dukes the gun in the purse, next to the hair spray Fuck tomorrow, coming in the fast way
I'm moving forward cause nothing's be the same Eyes blurry from the smoke, I see the lane Swerving heavy, in my lap I'm for a problem so I'm modeling the gat Somebody save me, cause I don't go to jail I'd rather be up in the mansion for the sale But I'm here, stuck my thoughts I'm tryna have a bag of stuffed inside my shorts (We never talk there was a time when there enough words to say)