Bugus - 187 lyrics

Balling like varsity ATL, that's our city DIEMON taking over motherf**er, grand larceny I don't need much A book and a blunt Sex every week Thirty days every month Tell her hop into my cutla** Song playing, don't touch it Car push to start but we fight when I push bu*tons Tell her about my dreams I'm hoping she believes She barely believe in God How she gon' believe in me? Dry gin got this grin on my face White world, black skin on my face Late to the dinner I just wanna cook a win on my plate Crack that million dollar spin on my safe I'm finna run the world sh**, I'm still on my chase At the liquor store revealing my faith I guess I'm stuck on Earth Then the wind, smoke and fire Screaming Hallelujah Allah Buddha Bugus the messiah smoking all the buddha The buddha keeps me higher Inspired by my own life, a soul writer Solely what I write, I can wreck your whole cypher Your wife see my check, probably f** your whole life up Nike's and white tee's Fist fights and black Glocks Brown n***as spilling red blood on the blacktop And I don't even like n***as They sleeping on me til I Reggie White n***as I got nothing on my stomach but liquor and bu*terflies Only talking c-notes, call that singing lullabies I'm always with dough like my mom's lover died All you lame a** motherf**ers better hide All you s**a MC's, straight f*gs indeed Before you go down on the beat better pad your knees Drunk driving k**ed my uncle so I had your niece In the backseat taking off her pants and seat Belt, s** on leather, I can smell my weed Met lil momma, gave it up for sure like sea shells Less foreplay, fast forward the details My message from God so I forward his e-mails The form of a rapper records in sea scales Cause we ill in this f**ing retail Tell you n***as like it is Can s** a dick if you don't like it, b**h It's a 59286546735236496397649238753.4 on the motherf**ing block...