[Lyric] Ill stories (Amir Ali A2)

[Verse 1]
My homie drake
Brought a ho to my crib
Shes 28
Tattooed a rose on her hip
They shut the door
Aparantly she blowin a dick
I get a call
Bobby saw me roll with his bitch
Now fuckin bobby ain't no friend
Deals dope on the streets
Providin homies all around with his coke cuz its cheap
Plus hes fuckin crazy
There's a bullet hole in his teeth
I couldn't understand shit on the phone as he speaks!
I hear a click clack
Guncock? fuck its not mine
And sure as shit drake ain't got no nine
"hey whats wrong?"
"ill call u back bobby"
Then I rush in the door
The bitch is yellin freeze
Drake's cuffed on the floor
Im like ""drakey, u were supposed to fuck with the whore!
I told u never get me down in shit I wasn't before!"
The bitch is headin for my cash
Im reachin my drawer
A chopstick! lets stick it to the back of the whore! (AAAH)
[Chorus]
These stories are my towns favourite ones
Takin drugz, rapin amazin blondes
Angry thugz
Ridin with arabian slugz
Fuckin with ur baby moms
Now one more time
Ill stories are the town's favourite ones
Rapin blondes, blazin amazin blunts
Angry thugz
Ridin with arabian slugz
Fucking with your baby moms

[Verse 2]
Follow me into my land if u understand
Fuck the fans, threw them in my garbage can
They say im livin isolated in my wonderland
And got an evil side like a fuckin spider man!
My man phill deal pills
An ounce of coke and acid
Around the corners passin amounts of dope thats massive
Brought me thai weed
Sharp kid
I liked him
This party he was at completely fucked him
Bitchez in the party, everybody hardin
A hot one wants pills dropped in some bacardi
So the fat kid
Gave her bad pills
This a bad thing to miss actually
Cuz she'd taken six pills, she goes black fully
With a little dose of cain
Poor bitch tore a vein or two
Her brain is doomed
Overdose made way to her overloaded brain...
[Chorus]
These stories are my towns favourite ones
Takin drugz, rapin amazin blondes
Angry thugz
Ridin with arabian slugz
Fuckin with ur baby moms
Now one more time
Ill stories are the town's favourite ones
Rapin blondes, blazin amazin blunts
Angry thugz
Ridin with arabian slugz
Fuckin with ur baby moms

[Verse 3]
I was bleedin when I wrote this
Wake up every mornin with this shit over my shoulders
Its hot as fuck, I grab a beer and sit so I can focus
What the fuck had just happened
Who the fuck im becomin through this fuckin years im rappin
Introducin my name as the greatest and haters yappin
Now im back am I happy? why im feelin so crappy?
So here we go again, blaze a joint and snort the cane
Fuck my life its stupid ain't it? I used to do my thing
So quit playin
I know how to win the game
In this insane city its hard to be a saint
I used to deal mary j god knows im ashamed
I just want u all to know that its not the way im playin
Im talkin bout the type of shit u might not like
With tight hot rhymes in my fucked up mind
So these stories are the towns favourite ones
Im blazin blunts with some amazin blondes!
[Chorus]
These stories are my towns favourite ones
Takin drugz, rapin amazin blondes
Angry thugz
Ridin with arabian slugz
Fuckin with ur baby moms
Now one more time
Ill stories are the town's favourite ones
Rapin blondes, blazin amazin blunts
Angry thugz
Ridin with arabian slugz
Fuckin with ur baby moms
Haha!

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