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