Lyrics
I don t really like rappers, just to pass the time started working out, i m so focused on the commas
i brought that money back fast
used to watch house party
Just to pass the time started working out, we at it every day
Let s burn something, homie come learn something Written, i come from a block where you seen it but never saw shit
homie come learn something
I ain t gotta hit your blunt, used to watch house party
Anything is possible haha, somebody pinch me
Conversations bout paper homie, i be at the juice bar
your friends be the ones telling
I knew it broke my mother s heart to know her son selling, this that middle of the summer in a trench coat
everybody keep tellin me
Niggas can t make a song for nothing but they nice actors, this that middle of the summer in a trench coat It, in memory of
i m so focused on the commas
I don t really like rappers, playing the number everyday but never hit the lottery, it was written i m gifted
He want to park shit, g star denims on my shmurda shit
We at it every day, six million ways to get rich
i had a dream biggie featured me on life after
I knew it broke my mother s heart to know her son selling, go and get a movie role
G star denims on my shmurda shit, they say practice make perfect, took a lot to get this rollie nigga