[Part 1]
I put that nine direct at your spine, Survival's just been declined
So I guess Im not so divine, Maniac that’s how im defined
Gotta get that Money on the incline, P Rod the way that I grind
Some say im an ugly cracker but my bitches always stay fine
I got the Delivery just came in, lock the doors and shut the blinds
No hard shit just boss piff, yours ain't better than mine
Get murked quick with that dirt shit mine smells with skunk and pine
Do crimes all the time I don’t give two shits cause moneys on my mind
I don’t know what the hell you sellin, .7s with that dro smell
Try to play me with that bullshit ill take your sister up to that hotel
I do that anyway, whatever, attitude on oh well
Hate me cause my flow swell, hustle up with that whole sale, uh
Same old shit, its just a different artist
You're hating on me, because I go the hardest
Got straight dubs of haze, if you wanna blaze
Throw back a couple bombs best put on your shades
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle hard
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle hard
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle hard
Only snitches turn up dead on this boulevard
[Part 2]
We sit back smoke kush drop bombs
The law tried to turn my life into shambles
It all started when I got arrested by detective Campbell
Man If had a chance Id light him like a candle
Baseball bat to his face Mikey Mantle
Im not even playing, you’ll never see me dandle
Put me on probation so now I face a handle
Can't smoke should I smoke should I take a gamble
Light a couple blunts on the beach grab your sandals
I just ramble on they said who’s stopping you
Now I answer to em judge Mark T Apostalou
Fuck him, its not like I went and killed a cop or two
Hes pissed I came to court fly like a cockatoo
Get fucked like a prostitute, grumpy old man
Kashmire only puts his life in his own hands
Ill go and pay the damn fine for this old man
Ask me how I did it truthfully I say I sold grams, uh
And committed to keep spittin
Got cool talent with the balance to bring the heat wit it
Now remitted from the bitches who gave a fee wit it
The weed did it, I paid all 873 wit it
Now I'm back at it, about my numbers like mathematics
Intervention called something bout crack addicts
That's all I spit, murder bars beats in that casket
And you pussy's get eaten like when I last had it
I keep goin, hot flow flame throwing
Plus I got a lot of grass, the shit don't need mowing
It gets burned, but ashes don't end up in an urn
Illegally's the only way to pay that's what I learned
This shits absurd
I put that nine direct at your spine, Survival's just been declined
So I guess Im not so divine, Maniac that’s how im defined
Gotta get that Money on the incline, P Rod the way that I grind
Some say im an ugly cracker but my bitches always stay fine
I got the Delivery just came in, lock the doors and shut the blinds
No hard shit just boss piff, yours ain't better than mine
Get murked quick with that dirt shit mine smells with skunk and pine
Do crimes all the time I don’t give two shits cause moneys on my mind
I don’t know what the hell you sellin, .7s with that dro smell
Try to play me with that bullshit ill take your sister up to that hotel
I do that anyway, whatever, attitude on oh well
Hate me cause my flow swell, hustle up with that whole sale, uh
Same old shit, its just a different artist
You're hating on me, because I go the hardest
Got straight dubs of haze, if you wanna blaze
Throw back a couple bombs best put on your shades
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle hard
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle hard
Hustle, Hustle, Hustle hard
Only snitches turn up dead on this boulevard
[Part 2]
We sit back smoke kush drop bombs
The law tried to turn my life into shambles
It all started when I got arrested by detective Campbell
Man If had a chance Id light him like a candle
Baseball bat to his face Mikey Mantle
Im not even playing, you’ll never see me dandle
Put me on probation so now I face a handle
Can't smoke should I smoke should I take a gamble
Light a couple blunts on the beach grab your sandals
I just ramble on they said who’s stopping you
Now I answer to em judge Mark T Apostalou
Fuck him, its not like I went and killed a cop or two
Hes pissed I came to court fly like a cockatoo
Get fucked like a prostitute, grumpy old man
Kashmire only puts his life in his own hands
Ill go and pay the damn fine for this old man
Ask me how I did it truthfully I say I sold grams, uh
And committed to keep spittin
Got cool talent with the balance to bring the heat wit it
Now remitted from the bitches who gave a fee wit it
The weed did it, I paid all 873 wit it
Now I'm back at it, about my numbers like mathematics
Intervention called something bout crack addicts
That's all I spit, murder bars beats in that casket
And you pussy's get eaten like when I last had it
I keep goin, hot flow flame throwing
Plus I got a lot of grass, the shit don't need mowing
It gets burned, but ashes don't end up in an urn
Illegally's the only way to pay that's what I learned
This shits absurd
( Kashmire )
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