Yes, let me dig into your brain, falling like rain Property got me selling things, guess I'm gon' is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up But still Andre got action, they like Keith, all on my teeth I take it myself to handle mine, thinking that you Got's ample to do this have you I thought you knew this I'm crumblin', no time for fumbling selling my sacks my back Wetting em up splish, leaving em in a splash Of blood, the clock is ticking from my block is missing I'm putting it like it be hot before we all get shot Got, only so much in this bastard be claiming broke but I be saying they pro-cras-ti-natin' Settling for less, bet' be When they roll up in your nest and, sink one in your and gone, up outta here for good Y'all be bobbin back and forth to let me know you Yeah, up
There's only so much time left in crazy world I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb Niggas niggas they don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just erb
So me out, see Once in a when niggas be trying to test me I gets frisky Grab a pint of golden whiskey then swing but shit they missed me huh I'm getting nice with them things, I do like that You heard me on the and yes my man I'm true to that I run my lyrics the way wanna hear em And shoot my like it's the brick the way that wall done flicks em Nigga, so ring around the roses diamonds around my neck flexing But I'm running niggas like a ninety-fo' Lexus, test it Ten millimeters count em fuck a nine See I added a millimeter for y'all doing crimes and drive bys Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, suckers I flipped the script and turned the ain't scared of you motherfuckers Be shots, like them hoes be popping coochies And I be spreading bullets like them freaks be spreading cooties So look here niggas, I'm Hunting Red I said my shit and ran my and now my verse is over
only so much time left in this crazy world I'm crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb Niggas killing niggas don't understand (what's the master plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb
Wooo! Big Boi Got a of nugget, blunt box, it's empty That's where the erb be dropping, it's simply time is ticking But of that time when I be laying vocals in the Dungeon Sugar Bear and Mon be smoking ounces it ain't nothing It ain't shit, to another hit so hit it Of the canibus seteva weed reefer smoke shit It's all day any til label me deceased So fire up another one and out and fuck the world peace
We, is gonna out, until we choke out Like some merry men, I be burying Coming around my shop with that see nigga you gets Just like DJ do the cutting I be having posse ducking nothing but King Shit, I am asking, can you hand That player the pepper throwing salt off in your game Sprinkle sprinkle motherfucker be crying on me That stuff the sess be in my chest until I'm in peace, yeah
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 understand (what's the plan) I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm crumblin' erb