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Aye, from the windows to the wall (to the wall) County checks and the EBT cards ('T cards) Could be worse if I woke up, y'all (woke up) Could be worse if I wasn't Top Dawg (aye) Look at God, look at God (look at God) Every second of my life I'ma ball (I'ma ball) Look at God (look at God), look at God (look at God) Could be worse if I woke up, y'all Aye, check, oven got bread, made it do a cartwheel I'm left field, Westfield, Blue Bills, Fox Hills Laugh now, cry later 'cause I'm top tier Loud mouthin' and all in traffic, he got parked steel (parked steel) Check this temp, I been sending out them hot waves, I'm top grade I ain't scared to die, guess who got grazed? Do not play Baby, I'm Muhammad in my block phase Bleed a block, block a bitch, pull up with them box braids (box braids) Hoppin' out of Benzes, I'm trendin' The city is ascendin', my blicky in attendance, aye, aye 'Cause I know what's coming like The Simpsons, aye, aye Got put on a Tea for all that Lipton Seven bad friends in a whole group, eight If they from L.A. County, bet they all roommates BBL healed, she just got a new shape (got a new shape) Fucked two mixed girls, I made a new race Aye, from the windows to the wall (to the wall) County checks and the EBT cards ('T cards) Could be worse if I woke up, y'all (woke up) Could be worse if I wasn't Top Dawg (aye) Look at God, look at God (look at God) Every second of my life I'ma ball (I'ma ball) Look at God (look at God), look at God (look at God) Could be worse if I woke up, y'all Keep my mouth full of gold, and I'm running with affiliates Cadados from the pig feet, World Series, hit or miss Niggas don't like Donald Trump, but they wanna politic Break me off some munyun, that pussy a chef's kiss Aye, I fucked every bitty on my friends list (friends list) I fucked every bitty I was friends with (friends with) A weirdo is somebody I'on shake hands with (hands with) It's a spectrum full of niggas I make bands with Try wop and get ghosted like a haunted house (haunted house) We burnered down, burnered down, burnered down Poly tattoos for the whole town White girl ridin' shotgun, they love In-N-Out Barbeque grill in my mug shot House party go up, in that living room with gunshots Wifi check glovebox, stand by me, need sunblock Pump fake, get gumdrop, hos love me like young 'Pac From the windows to the wall (to the wall) County checks and the EBT cards ('T cards) Could be worse if I woke up, y'all (woke up) Could be worse if I wasn't Top Dawg (aye) Look at God, look at God (look at God) Every second of my life I'ma ball (I'ma ball) Look at God (look at God), look at God (look at God) Could be worse if I woke up, y'all If Russ ain't hot, then it must be a blizzard in this bitch Gettin' outta hand, caught a lizard in this bitch (yes, sir) It's magic (poof!) I'm a wizard in this bitch I'm cold enough to make her shiver in this bitch I'm hustlin', I make cash every day I'm on a run, they pass every play Big black truck, I see my driver every day (okay) I washed ashore, I'm fresh up out the bay I never sold yay, I never did coke Spent eight hundred on this North-face coat I spent 60 dollars on these new Croc sneakers I made it all back off of features Preachers, can't get a word like Russ (no) Write so fast, you would think I'm in a rush Kick dust, you wasn't 'round when I was in a rut When I was on my ass, you wasn't tryna give me butt Hush, if you ain't never did it, keep your mouth closed I was on the Northside, rockin' South Pole Had to ask to run the heater when the house cold (cold) I embraced the silver lining, now my mouth gold, cheese I wake up and get paid I been on ten like my age in fifth grade You ever made 60K in six days? Prolly not Nigga, what? Hey, nigga, I was just with this nigga Ray the other day, nigga Niggas try to slide up in sum', try to fall up in sum' Nigga a little silent lot-, whatever that shit called This shit must have ended up goin' off, niggas had to escape Niggas thought it was all good, Johnnies end up getting on niggas, you feel me? End up gettin' this nigga Ray type shit, that nigga good though
Writer(s): Rayvon Welch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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