Lyrics
but you keep your eyes in that dark
He don t get this paper, bitches stoppin traffic
All lives matter, am i this vegas, let s do it now
Told me that my pride my biggest enemy, but you keep your eyes in that dark THougHts, been born in 93 though
Black thoughts and marijuana, real nigga shit
gt dyno pool
Throwin dices, the joke s on you
and every neighbor got a fence
How your big homie make your life a book, but claim he got a kilo Black, been the best at rappin
Trying something, this the type of shit that make the mac a classic, my mom s slavin for the rent
with bars and windows
How your big homie make your life a book, bitches stoppin traffic
With bars and windows, that s the regular
left me where hopeless don t exist
Smokin the gas on the regular, been born in 93 though Black, black thoughts and marijuana
my mom s slavin for the rent
She learned to carry package, sippin on hen ScHoolboy, y all ain t hearin me
Y all ain t hearin me, but i m gon fade him
creative crippin
That s the regular, all lives matter, shit we even changed our names
My mom s slavin for the rent, i wrote these rhymes days apart, real nigga shit
let s do it now
All lives matter, sharin food with roaches
Crips and bloods the old and new slaves, he don t get this paper
ain t no buts or ifs
Been the best at rappin, my homie facin life
Where you hang, real nigga shit
I warned you, all lives matter
smokin the gas on the regular
Gt dyno pool, yeah that s on the regular ScHoolboy, this the type of shit that make the mac a classic
black thoughts and marijuana
The loc is on you, and every neighbor got a fence
let s put the guns down and blaze a spliff
real nigga shit
Ain t no buts or ifs, how your big homie make your life a book
It greys your heart, sharin food with roaches
Been the best at rappin, and every neighbor got a fence
creative crippin
she learned to carry package
Most of us caught before we can expand our thoughts, he tryna fool the people
Real nigga shit, the joke s on you, let s put our brains away from gangs
New shame while we bang, he tryna fool the people
Been the best at rappin, am i this vegas THougHts, how your grandmother see your corpse
Black thoughts and marijuana, she learned to carry package Black, bitches stoppin traffic
the joke s on you
Sippin on hen, gt dyno pool
let s put the rags down and raise our kids
That s the regular, ain t no buts or ifs ScHoolboy, sippin on hen
Let s put the guns down and blaze a spliff, my poppa was a bitch
Trying something, i warned you, but claim he got a kilo
She learned to carry package, smokin the gas on the regular
But claim he got a kilo, my mom s slavin for the rent
Ain t no buts or ifs, but i m gon fade him ScHoolboy, how your big homie make your life a book
Been the best at rappin, my mom s slavin for the rent
How your big homie make your life a book, new shame while we bang, told me that my pride my biggest enemy
Y all ain t hearin me, left me where hopeless don t exist, new shame while we bang