[Verse 1: Fly Anakin]
I know– I know one of you niggas tried to swipe my shit
Give my lighter back, nigga, I just bought that one
Yeah, same shit different day
Can’t find my lighter
You was in the trenchcoat, these niggas ain’t no fighters
I been sinning since my six
We would spin around some fighters
Every corner hit was bent
Got me feeling like a Midas
Tired of eatin’ niggas’ food
Got the shits and the itis
I ain’t sitting right with those [?]
Still looking for my lighter, whole time in the pocket
Always blaming niggas for shit you done did, y’all done stop it
I was faded to the max like hardcore
Fast forward, pass niggas versе at the last point, was ass boy
Still copped a torch, this the lifе I chose
Playstation tombs, hammers, more controls
Intimidated by my voice, I had to scream on the
Fiends on ‘em, that boy starvin’ the team had to lean on ‘em
You monkey niggas’ll die just to look civilized
The only niggas outside, I’m [?]
[Verse 2: Big Kahuna O.G.]
On some soap opera shit I’m back from the dead, I descended slow
On some sitcom shit, all my hoes brought me back to smoke
On some OG shit, to the scheme I'm like Cicero
Shawty meaner than me, first to kiss her blow, then ya’ spirit float
See me in the Target line, later at the car wash
Caught me re-ing up, I’m just a block away at all times
Do not mention me with a lame, you gotta stop it fav
[?] twelve-hour shifts when the weekends off
Shawties fuck with us, not secretly ‘cause we been them boys
Yes, this album just a reminder
How to change your life with hustle and a couple thousand dollars
How to mob, how to function on the earth that bends ugly
Bumping Share My World in a rainstorm, counting money
With the blizzy in the ashtray on my stomach, chilling
Big mirage, went 50 in the Ferarr, uh
Leave the drum home, get busy on a guitar, Santana
Nigga
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