Illegal

[Verse 1] (yeah) No side boy bars these is grown man problems Inshallah will solve em, forever involve him Niggas see what I'm involved in, and try to fall in I couldn’t fuck with that We made a pack to get on track Caught in the rain, that's God's empathy for the pain Knowing she feel the same, brings solace Like snake, we solid, still blow gas, the money and violence Spend everyday making good on his promise I drink til I vomit, chew some gum I hit the blue bonnet The gold rings is super-sonic I’m still looking for my J.J. Fad Like Chauncey make diamonds with my barе hands Time flies when your drеams come true Time flies when the check come through Time flies when that invoice due Bunch of niggas and their IOU's, can miss me They all low down and shifty My whole aesthetic is illegal, God chose ghetto people, we cerebral We knew I was never bound to the laws of them lands, I had my own plans My whole aesthetic is illegal, God chose ghetto people, we cerebral We knew I was never bound to the laws of them lands, I had my own plans I seen them through