(Do you want smoke?)
(We want all the smoke)
I got the devil, monkeys and burdens, they all on my back
Applyin’ pressure in the field, I swear to god they fallin’ back
Youngin’ runnin’ with extensions, who taught em that?
We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack
Some of my n#gg#s love to jack
Some of my n#gg#s love to trap
He take that ’cause he wanted that
Or post up where that corner at
Ain’t get accustomed to this life
I already been a part of that
Yeah, ‘fore you drill go get the mask
You can’t get caught up livin’ fast
Showin’ too much love, the outcome will never change
If I alter how I show love, it might alter all of my pain
And we drillin’ all in a week, how I’m feelin’ it’s them or me
I know n#gg#s that talk to troll but was killin’ sh#t in the street
You gon’ salute me or shoot me, either or?
So, it shouldn’t be no confusion
Just like an opp though, these n#gg#s p#ss#, they cutchie
Once he meet the chopstick, he’ll be sushi
And this Draco come with drums just like a biscuit and a two-piece
I’ll never tell ’em ’bout what I did when I slid
I got lead, can’t ride without it
Caught a opp, you ain’t slide
Can’t be ’round while I’m here
I’m the trophy, what I look like, slime, when I got n#gg#s for that
I got the devil, monkeys and burdens, they all on my back
Applyin’ pressure in the field, I swear to god they fallin’ back
Youngin’ runnin’ with extensions, who taught em that?
We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack
Some of my n#gg#s love to jack
Some of my n#gg#s love to trap
He take that ’cause he wanted that
Or post up where that corner at
Ain’t get accustomed to this life
I already been a part of that
Yeah, ‘fore you drill go get the mask
You can’t get caught up livin’ fast
I was in the fast lane, I went and got codeine
Mama told me, “Oh, child, slow down on the speed”
Never lackin’, you couldn’t catch a z if you was goin’ to sleep
Yeah they rap what they gon’ do to me but instead they do to be
Been through some pain, ‘posed to be soothin’ me but instead you losin’ me
Walked through the rain, I kept my rain coat that’s where my toolie be
What’s his name got fake jewelry
That ain’t got nothin’ to do with me
Yeah I been on game, I just play dumb, you was never foolin’ me
Okay stand on what you said, don’t make you follow up
Rule number one on the beat just keep it where you got it from
I promise you, I’m smokin’ presidential, roll up Donald Trump
I promise you, the way this glizzy be spinnin’ it’ll make Donald Duck
I got the devil, monkeys and burdens, they all on my back
Applyin’ pressure in the field, I swear to god they fallin’ back
Youngin’ runnin’ with extensions, who taught em that?
We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack
Some of my n#gg#s love to jack
Some of my n#gg#s love to trap
He take that ’cause he wanted that
Or post up where that corner at
Ain’t get accustomed to this life
I already been a part of that
Yeah, ‘fore you drill go get the mask
You can’t get caught up livin’ fast
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