Let it wipe away
Let it swing away
Fuck a hit list
Ima miss this ‘
Fuckin the same bitch
Got unexpected lookin for what’s left
In this baggage of pain
Laid back as i let us sink away
Rather be rockstar made
Is it too hard to relax and get bank
Rustlin’ wind to get a vibe on /
Creepin to get my grinch on
Pullin up deep i got ninjas n the city
Question is who don’t respect me ?
Keep a hand for anyone who need me
; different stripper bunnies
Is more fuckin believin
Never let a hoe get infront of your dreams mmh’
Dreams you can’t manifest without a pocket full of lеaves
If i say i guess it’s me , i guеss it’s me ;
If i rage i promise ima let it bleed
It ain’t no threat if it’s
Comin from my heart please
Uh
Smokin n church
Like i ain’t got a jesus piece
Truth is the church failed me
The choice is yours
Stick out like a rock or pave like concrete
When you workin hard bitches drop
To they knees
I’m a pretty boy
I got what bitches need
Long magic stick for every tribal bitch
Fashion models fallin for me
Who is this young mc ?
A ghetto hollywood kid
Runnin from his own dreams
To sink himself in a paintful twist of fantasy ?
Dimensional dreams is somethin hidin ? unanswered
Questions can leave curiosity excitin ‘
Why is a firearm safer than a bible in my hand ?
Why is it i’m not ready to be a man ?
Why is it violence
When i try to be a good guy ?
My city fuckin with me i think ima be alright , hopin everyone can see true intentions spilled out , as u smoke that puff’
I’m still fuckin sippin out
Let it swing away
Fuck a hit list
Ima miss this ‘
Fuckin the same bitch
Got unexpected lookin for what’s left
In this baggage of pain
Laid back as i let us sink away
Rather be rockstar made
Is it too hard to relax and get bank
Rustlin’ wind to get a vibe on /
Creepin to get my grinch on
Pullin up deep i got ninjas n the city
Question is who don’t respect me ?
Keep a hand for anyone who need me
; different stripper bunnies
Is more fuckin believin
Never let a hoe get infront of your dreams mmh’
Dreams you can’t manifest without a pocket full of lеaves
If i say i guess it’s me , i guеss it’s me ;
If i rage i promise ima let it bleed
It ain’t no threat if it’s
Comin from my heart please
Uh
Smokin n church
Like i ain’t got a jesus piece
Truth is the church failed me
The choice is yours
Stick out like a rock or pave like concrete
When you workin hard bitches drop
To they knees
I’m a pretty boy
I got what bitches need
Long magic stick for every tribal bitch
Fashion models fallin for me
Who is this young mc ?
A ghetto hollywood kid
Runnin from his own dreams
To sink himself in a paintful twist of fantasy ?
Dimensional dreams is somethin hidin ? unanswered
Questions can leave curiosity excitin ‘
Why is a firearm safer than a bible in my hand ?
Why is it i’m not ready to be a man ?
Why is it violence
When i try to be a good guy ?
My city fuckin with me i think ima be alright , hopin everyone can see true intentions spilled out , as u smoke that puff’
I’m still fuckin sippin out
( DIRTY$UGARCAN )
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