every pour stiff every roll spliffed.
heavy gold lips, bet he hold tricks.
mind on the fritz, lines in nose, kicks.
eyes on the light at end know im rich.
i aint focused on material my wealth is in the soul,
im rappin for the people you just rappin for these hos.
now i aint sayin i aint im all heady bars,
cuz im always on her lips like steph currys moutguard
yeah, my songs bang fortissimo but im moving more piano,
in in love with the fury got mad styles like mrs soprano,
stand out like lando,
cp3 with the handles,
750 a night, sippin dark till im tranquil,
u right
something to life i cant handle,
numbin it all until my fist unballs,
got get up and go to work tomorrow.
ghost pepper licks color split fire spit venom,
challah sweet lips para mi imma get wit ya,
better yet double tree gum stick raw leaves,
big gas try me
whip lash raw knees.
learned it from the metal face,
terror in the bass, collect debt, like pigs kettle kids psh disgrace.
dont mind me, i wrote this rhyme quick off two or three spliffs,
sharp shooter in the pen,
thick skin big glands, sweatin.
trippin on the money line
ruby been a dime a dozen buddin in the summer shine.
praises to wind you follow rules i break em.
if you love then im showin love
asalamu alaykum.
when the world runnin red like the blade blood rave.
imma keep the spesh or the maussberg 12 gauge