[Verse 1: Blue November]
The sun is set and the moon is dim
I'm rolling up another sack that my n***a Zae and them copped
Bring any samples here I swear to you it's a chop shop
Got this grid locked, like a constipated sh** drop
Seize the main office tell the mayor get off us
Presidential sh** talkers, bomb the Senate too
Centipede n***as f**ing clones Mr. Me Too's
Couldn't tell a thought from a f**ing loose screw
Every n***a is quote on quote next up
Tell we step on stage and make you reevaluate your steps bruh
Back to the drawing board I know you n***as is fed up
See it on your face going nowhere fast
What's speed without direction?
The result of getting ga**ed up, stab the devil in his heart
k** a angel too, if God is real I'm probably him I'm simply wearing different shoes
Cooking scriptures in this pot of stew
[Hook:]
My n***as really out here, we plotting on some riches
My n***as really out here, y'all chasing all these b**hes
Pouring up a 32, ain't no 40s in FL that's what you gotta f**ing do
My n***a
My n***as really out here, we plotting on some riches
My n***as really out here, y'all chasing all these b**hes
Pouring up a 32, ain't no 40s in FL that's what you gotta f**ing do
[Verse 2: Blue November]
Coming back up, pack your mac's cause it's a f**ing shoot-out!
I'm Just kidding ain't nobody gotta get hurt
I rather get turnt, then sip drink until my head bursts
She say I'm tender till I stop tending to her now I'm a f**ing stranger
Angel dust, snort it at an angle, handle yourself before you get yourself strangled n***a
I don't give a sh** about your problems neither
We all got them, the obvious answer, would be to solve them
But n***as don't think they rather xans and a model
How hollow