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Justin Charles Morales
Justin Charles Morales
Songwriter:in
Robert Terrero
Robert Terrero
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Yeah, smokin' the best, we be zooted
Feel the vibe through out the music
I like it how her body movin
I'm way up ahead, so how could I lose it
Don't really care about what you got, it's how you use it
All I'm tryin' to spit is that true shit
Washin' dishes only to get some loose shit
I ain't with the flexin' in a Lexus
Or big house in Texas
Just need a place that I can rest in,
Help my family investments if you ain't with that shit
Then your bitch ass can gets to steppin
I know that life is a lesson
These **** be testin' for a mention
Then go to detention
I tried to trap until I got trapped in
I'm feelin' myself
I put it in words to know this how I feel in myself
I know that if shit had went different
I probably wouldn't believe in myself
I push the limits said this is a scrimmage I go in till I'm winnin'
And I ain't talkin' bout wealth
Tryna breathe weed smoke corruptin' my health
But why would I do somethin' else?
Said we tryna shine, that's the bottom line
Because we goin' off
This is not my prime
Drop shit like a dime
Cause I like showin' off
Leave fake shit behind
Make up your mind
Or your soul is lost
In the end, it will be alright
Yeah, Back to the drill
Only talk bout real
Someone go and tell Nas
I got mass appeal
But I never could jack any average deal
I know I got them way above average skills
Know I pass on the test for them passing skills
But me move on your time I'm a pass for real
Rather get eaten up while I grab the wheel
Swerve, swerve
Tryna center myself in my own lane
I get it lit like it's propane
Fans lining up like it's soul train
I spit that crack like that cocaine
Sicker thoughts like my name Cobain
Stick by the stick where the coats hang
Just in case one of the bros bang
You know the vibes, it ain't no thing
I think that I'm finna slide though
She said she sucking the whole thing
I hold her nose closed
Make that bitch breathe through her nose ring
Life is a bitch and a cold thing
She knew what's up with the whole thing
Talkin' bout suckin' a
Yeah, she talkin' bout suckin' a
Yeah, she talkin' bout suckin' the whole thing
Ah, ah
**** like bitches and bitches like ****
But who am I to really judge though
All I know is addiction is more than addicting
Things that make you walk into trouble
Business is business, my ****
You mad cause I cut you off knowing shit cutthroat
No one told you to be disloyal to you your own mans
Knowin' that you not that tough, bro
Written by: Justin Charles Morales, Robert Terrero
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