Lights get low and these word get put together
I'm putting art together as I pluck these gorgeous feather
Cause the middle ground and basicing is really getting better
I just pray it don't change up
Like the weather
I just pray when they in my eyes that speak truth
I only speak the truth every time I'm on the booth
You send me a track I break it down to mineral
You really the beef boy I'll show you what my kin will do
The conversation always stop when I enter the room
My occupation was sweeping I used whip a broom
Grind hard or starve Just know it's coming real soon
Ambuois of stoner smoking till I hit the tombs
They left off shots and hit me it's just the life lived
It's a war in Chicago you better watch your kids
My little troopers are solider I love them like my kin
Digging tonel for riches I know the plan is gold
Life on campus is nice I'm top of the toddle pole
The answer is cla**ified and this meeting is getting closed
Different cancer for generation sh**s getting cold
Judging from your actions you'll happily sell soul
And k** your mom and right hand for a pot of gold
You thought his mouth his was a lock watch that n***a unfold
sh**s been crazy I don't know who to trust
Cause Friends can turn to haters like ashes can turn to dust
I just been on my grind and some people think I'm switching up
It's some things in my life that I gotta pick it up
Lean all on the blunt with the purple potion mixi it up
I know changed since the first impression
And don't judge cause I bang Gand and I carry a weapons
These streets are like girl house you can't be go without protection
I would bow a n***a down with this smithin western
We smoke his a** like taboco up in the smoking section
I'm Michael vick throwing bullet I know them n***a catching
69th and king drive that's them boys profession
So stop the talking before we teach your boys lesson
You should know your limits
Don't ever do a drug and you don't really know what's in it
That's the reason she laying down and the room spinning
I'm started heating up I guess I got the June feeling
Back to these n***as who hating and unemployed
They Hear me knocking at the door and hate I started making noise
Always Tryna hate and disrespect the on boy
All these n***a changed up
All these n***a changed up
The game did not change us we don't switch lanes
The game will remain us