Ay
Brahman never stopping if you drawing up the cotton
Throw yo- throw your hands up if you got a gun, shoot
b#tch, I got nothing to live for
Got nothing to give yo
So why you don’t kill mo’ of me
I gotta make a lotta money for my family still
So I can make a lotta music and then just hand in my bill
I’m tryna go and hit the bottom and to make me a mil
And then I flip until my g#dd#mn pockets are filled
I said, yo, man
This sh#t is confusing
If I ain’t that happy then whom I abusing?
If I had known I could go picking and choosing
I’d give up my food for the film and the music, lil b#tch
I just wan’ fly through the bay
And shoot vid after vid at the end of the day where we stay
I live off canned Arizona
Won’t call a few hoes when I’m swimming in Kona
Wit’ a baddy brown b#tch throw it back, cowabunga
In a stack or a check that can satisfy my hunger
I’m a runner
Pull up sometimes going dumber
So I’m smoking more gas than a motherf#cking hummеr
All summer
Fall, down like a leaf
Oncе in my wood and once in the trees
Flower and it good, yeah flower like the bees
Yeah I hide in the bushes, yeah I divin’ in the sea yeah, uh
I’ma use these drums on nowadays
I’m a record it in the time that a shower takes
Why get so high when I’m afraid of heights?
I’ma glob that dab, I think I might
Just bite that dust like swallow dirt
All these not right boys, that’s hollow hurt
They follow Kurt in the direction of the weapon
We talking dirt, into the possession of a tec and
End up in some shallow earth
End up in some shallow earth
Shallow earth..
Shallow earth…
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