Sitting like a child sliding in the function
But more wise the way my mind function
Than when I was just a little wild youngin'
Always trying something
Been a while since I stepped my Wally butter covered
Probably smothered, stained wine on the sides
Some other untried colors
Up in the club [?] add some hype to this spot vibe
[?] Fly motherfucker just a couple inches
Ain't got the Slick Rick [?] besides the tri-colors
They're like all the other ones who buy, I got еm dyed
I try motherfucker, rock a sizе down fit for my comfort
Uncomfortable eyes when I come in, to my surprise
Thought they were my guys
Not just the regular old wide-eyed public
Why do you not say "Hi"? Oh, you was fried, was it?
Voila, now you a sucka, as if you wasn't at my crib for supper
In the huddle every time we get into a scuffle
Included in the bubble, on the nights the degrees dropped
Type of cold leave the hot-headed humble
Took a bubble boost or super boost to keep you covered
And now you sippin', sittin' with some kids I never fuck with
Whispers muttered, there's something off in my gut sittin' subtle
I swear this gon' some shit the kid gon' wish he could undo
Wish he didn't fumble
It's imprinted in, ain't as drunk as when I used to come through
Can't forget the events that went down when
The memory it is in my muscle
Been stuck up off the truth, there's nothing that I could do
Ain't really care I just see clear now, I used to see in double
Got Cartiers, see what I really wanna do
Back to the subject, what was we up to?
Hard to stay on topic when Subjxt start droppin' shit
I follow suit, start dumpin
Hard to stay on top of it, on top of this
You sought every last thought summoned
That spark up another conundrum that had him buggin'
Or are these extra words with the interruptions
Word to my moms
No suit on but the iceberg make it hard to touch him
Need gloves on to warm him before he catch a cold or something
Warn him like he had been exposed to covid from it
It's already cold outside, where was I, right outside getting blunted
I had to stay high, not partially, all of me particularly when I arrived
My timing must have disgusted him
When they had to step aside when they rushed him in
Tryna decide if they fuck with him
If they still got love for him
It's been some time since I've been in touch with him
Been a minute, you actin' distant
Just don't start actin' different
We just been on different time
With my pen I've been in my prime
I ain't lettin' up til I'm in the discussion with
Big, P, L, Big Pun, and them
Even if it meant death, wanted to be one of them
To show I mean no disrespect, when you hand above to 'em
Pour it on the rug for them
All the more start gluggin' it
Gluttonous, standin' on the couch, leave scuffs in it
They can't strut with us, they take out the rope for us
The moment they scopin' us
Walkin' down the block before we're goin'
Even stepped a toe around the corner, that would start to show him
I want the sparklers goin'
The mamis with the beauty mark mole Marilyn Monroe-ing
But with the blonde-dipped golden tips
Not the whole thing, I want her throwing it back on the kid
Not just trolling, with the wind blowing
All up her skirt so her drawers showing
Ya'll know the moment I'm [?] them goddesses
I know I'm foldin' with more focus
Than rolling up a spliff
If we can't spark smoke up in this bitch
Walkin' out the front door and not holdin'-
It for no one, or nothin', had enough of it
Go home and puff as much as I want of it
Make a stop over by my Ahk when the hunger hit
They call me Wik always show love to him
Saw him come up from a kid
Went from the lil sloppy Jit, to papi with the lisp
Gold poppin' out his lip
Blow the budget for the fuck of it
Cause when it comes to this I does it
We just got more dough comin' in
You could judge it but this the life I always wanted
And I'm lovin' every second of it
And dog I only got more comin'
More articles, more covers
Gotta start to explore some other form
Ain't no knowin' what we got in store from it
Nah, I ain't layin' off at all, no budgin'
Scoldin' holdin' hot potent
Drop spuds like the song done told him
I ain't taking off or [?], damn
Even when he dropped it, caught it like a Spalding
With the other hand, pop my collar like the Fonz man
