Yo
Yeah
Do you want to have a little talk?
Do you even know who you're talking to?
I don't know
It ain't Blake
Yo...
Walking down the hall without a motherf**ing hall pa**
Finna meet a b**h without a voice you know she all a**
Lay her in the tall gra** for the snakes that want that salt pack
While I chief up on my loud pack y'all smoking on that ball sack
Now hold up, slow down, man give me a second
The Percocet kicked in & all my friends are in heaven
I smoke with the reverend made deal with the devil
Too poor for the bezel but still too young for the rental
So it's f** that for the love tap I'm above that like a nun's dad
For the rum had I'm a scumbag to the people I sold dub sack
If you don't like it b**h, you can swallow a thumb tack
If I can do better then why your girl saying bump that
I'm from trap of the poverty stricken homes on the corner
My O.G's up in jail finna be home come October
Leave me alone when I'm not sober
Wake me up when the movies over
Gotta re-up fore the mood get slower
Gotta meet plug for the roof get lower
Yo
Yeah..yuh
Make sure your left nostril clear
The Xan & the Lean got a young Native moving slowmo
Shout out Wise Uzumaki got the sake Loko
& a boat load of rocky destined for my nose bone
So scon my nose blown till the mission solo
I'm losing all my motherf**ing friends to the dope game
& all them mothers they was f**ing fiends to the c**aine
Still sniffing propane straight from the boat train
I am but a no name they shoot it up with no shame
These haters jocking so lame but I'm Blizzeh till my d**h
But the truth is they soft never did a line off a desk
Think I'm lying for a rep but I'm dying for a check
I got rhymes for the set but these bars for my head
Movado on my wrist ay bravado for my b**h
But I ain't got no b**h she just here to swallow kids
Hold up, let me borrow Syd for the night of Halloween
I promise script for lonely brave enough to follow him