No, no, no, I told you, I this shit I ain't just up here, rappin' and and skittin' and shit, naw, not me I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you,
I that ziploc bustin' at the stitches, culinary chemist I serve the to break the fiends fixes One you the sniffles, the other leave you with the itches Transport, airport the vaseline
So I can fulfill my dreams of passion as More then ya seen within Ashton it's green Me drivin' up fast with the lean, family youngin's in them rented Camry's
Door panels of shit and I ain't full of shit Reckless ass, God forbid don't crash From the panel to the dash, it's four of slab Naw, bitch we don't in air bags
Cars turn tricks like them Ringling brother bitch hop out or the glock pop out Ya know, what I'm Blow to ya 'til the snot drop out
Whoever said birds fly for the winters, a damn lie Got 'em right here and if I don't like you the grams Take it or it, soon as a fiend, taste it, they need it They could smoke it in front of you to make you believe it
think, I won't murder you the way I smile But I'ma take a shots, A I style Jada, the is filthy but so what The motherfuckin' is filthy
You know, what? My mom and my pops really did a job But it was the Montega and the Cane the me So I could never hate on brother God is great, the is a motherfucker
When you broke but think you got money start showin' you love, ya own people act funny I niggas heads off, I don't discriminate Waves, cornrows or dreads, I will
I'm far from a noodle, nigga, I stab up reps And turn quiet streets hot sex Nigga, funny you say you a killa, how? is it the return of the killer clown? You don't put no fear in my
I ya people say, 'wow', that didn't look like my man They flipped upside down, the did what he can He got hit wit ten at pointblank and pointblank Coldchian that nigga stankin'
static and face I got the wrinkling, slugs all in it I had my eyes on his and I didn't give 'em A chance to blink when I up on 'em the forty up on him shocked 'em Made his head stand on end and like a I rocked 'em
The Coffin, the cradle, you can't bite the hand that you That's the beginning of the end and you a thug that Carl Coldchain, suit the nigga, I got a great vision I see men And squeeze triggers bullets that go through men
Fuck wit S P, that's ya with death Got bullets grape ya chest, no sleep like I hate the rest I'm in the hood like it's my to rep I it down any place I step and I love gettin' slept on 'Cause I'm rawer dope fresh outta Africa that never been stepped on
Dog, I'ma clap at you the that you rep wrong Holiday, the ghost the reason why ya set gone Why I riffin', the war you wouldn't understand 'Cause my God is than yours
If the world spin in a circle, I want 'em to learn backwards Kill niggas the minute they jerk you What you keep the for creepin' through the hood And shit ain't really but I'm deeper than the ocean floor Higher than a plane and meaner a baller Want ya insides out so I mean it I pull
Rappers is to me as if, come on We in the same boat, I them quick, no, I move Coke And you and I don't no common bond So forgive me if I receive you with open arms, no
It shames me to no end to poison To those who could very be my kin But there's demand, someone will supply So I feed them their at the same time cry
Yes, it pains me to see them this All of them lost and I'm their Jesus regret and sympathy to the street I see them pay for they fix when kids couldn't eat, so sorry
And with this in mind, I still quit And that's how I know that I shit, I ain't shit My heart but that's aside from the fact I live my kids and their's and them youngin's after that