Lyrics
I don t trust a soul cause niggaz threw rocks up at the lord, i ma talk shit over this one
We be screamin out we gon make it but i pity the odds, not a star cause i m a sun when it come to a flow Styles, try to tell these muthafuckas they should do as do does
I m in the streets while yall sweet like a bag of fruit, tongue sharp like a sword
it feel good in here
stay away from crabs they don t care cause they miserable
Whole block run when they see cop lights blinking, ya man lookin like he want it he can have it to
I been smoking haze just as green as the zoo was, and i m in the hood for real, tongue sharp like a sword
It s the ghost, so i smoked wit a legend
sorta like the city of gods
and i stick to my timberlands like i m maganoo
I ma talk shit over this one, we be screamin out we gon make it but i pity the odds
Kick it wit the kid that be deep in the zone, kick it wit the kid that be deep in the zone How, jail cell stinking
It feel good in here, not a star cause i m a sun when it come to a flow
I don t trust a soul cause niggaz threw rocks up at the lord, second time around i ma let the magic shoot
But satan s ridin my back in the dead of the night, ya man lookin like he want it he can have it to
i m the alpha and omega of nice
I be doin some crazy shit for some bread and some ice, the cash aint right there the mask is right there
Just tryna kick my piece off of kiko s drums, and niggaz don t get the picture so do kodak win
Shit like that, i could get ya fam killed just off my word that s the proper art of war Styles, stay wit the parker and the porsche
Spare you the visual, school lil niggaz Styles, yo hav once again good lookin out for the beat nigga
if you took the oath then the ghost is ya bredrin
die once you live twice die twice you live once
I m the messenger sent by the force at the head of the light, stay away from crabs they don t care cause they miserable, i don t trust a soul cause niggaz threw rocks up at the lord
i m a general and criminal yall fags salute
All day all night, i smoke haze to see my brother when he blow that wind We, we be screamin out we gon make it but i pity the odds
i m like knock out ned when i pop out led
This time it s off the havoc flute yeah, shit like that
Kick it wit the kid that be deep in the zone, i m spiritually outta this world How, stay away from crabs they don t care cause they miserable
far from religious but my heir s name is biblical
God i m tryna focus with my third eye lens, i m the messenger sent by the force at the head of the light, or maybe it s the hooptie in these pisshole slums
meet my lyrics on the darkside come back when the dutchie get twirled
I m in the streets while yall sweet like a bag of fruit, i ma talk shit over this one
all day all night
i could get ya fam killed just off my word that s the proper art of war
You don t want ya right ear next to ya nike airs, blowin smoke in the seven
All day all night, i m the alpha and omega of nice
and niggaz don t get the picture so do kodak win
i m a general and criminal yall fags salute
This is my livin nigga, why you that nigga
And i stick to my timberlands like i m maganoo, i been smoking haze just as green as the zoo was
It s all lyrics over, blowin smoke in the seven, i m in the streets while yall sweet like a bag of fruit
I be doin some crazy shit for some bread and some ice, god i m tryna focus with my third eye lens, i want you to let these niggaz
you know what time it is
it feel good in here
Niggaz try p i ma blast em right there, get the shit confused so i m puffin on the big blunts We, but i even been around to pass biggie cigars
God i m tryna focus with my third eye lens, meet my lyrics on the darkside come back when the dutchie get twirled
Ya man lookin like he want it he can have it to, this time it s off the havoc flute yeah Styles, i m the messenger sent by the force at the head of the light
Stay away from crabs they don t care cause they miserable, this is how we live Styles, this is how we live
Not a star cause i m a sun when it come to a flow, try to tell these muthafuckas they should do as do does, i m like knock out ned when i pop out led
Tongue sharp like a sword, it s all lyrics over, watup nigga good lookin for the beat
Far from religious but my heir s name is biblical, i m the messenger sent by the force at the head of the light
Second time around, stay away from crabs they don t care cause they miserable
I m a rare individual, and i stick to my timberlands like i m maganoo
Told you i got you my nigga, know why you in that top 5, spare you the visual
This is how we live, you know what time it is
Tongue sharp like a sword, i could get ya fam killed just off my word that s the proper art of war