County Line Rd

In the city nigga shooting at racists At the crib I be keeping it low Smoking dope, niggas seen me pacing I was thinking 'bout a house on the coast Slapped a cracka, two long gazes Never see a nigga morph be ghost Put my eggs in a new formation Nigga hitting all of his goals I was lost, I ain't give a shit Honkeys hear me when the semi rip Stay gone off plenty spliffs I called it out, y'all let it slip New leaves, I been switching seasons Blue cream, one with the mist Long grind, I got different reasons Every story that y'all told was a myth Broke shit, had to pick up pieces Talking loud, know you bitch Four spliffs, nigga wrote a thesis All I want is ownership Buy Black crackers own too much King ting, known as such Big L when I roast the duck Put the pussy in a cobra clutch King nigga, know my skin sacred I'on kick it, they do they most Need dollars tryna build a nation See a dead cop, make a toast Puffing sticky In five minutes I made a hundred fifty Different city, I'm all in it Niggas ain't fucking with me Come and get me, these crackers finished Shot him while bumping missy Something missing, I be ruminating With a couple spliffys Come and get me, these crackers finished Shot him while bumping missy Different city, I'm all in it Niggas ain't fucking with me Puffing sticky In five minutes I made a hundred fifty My nigga, yeah