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