Breeze
Them niggers got trash
I got quality
If you only knew
Really you should follow me
Your fav rapper
He's scared
I'm catchin' on this breeze
Nigger I'm out there
I've waited hell of a long time to get mine
Right now I'm in position to shine
You can tell by my posture
I don't give a fuck
You can tell by the watch
When I clean up
Now that's good taste
My shit is all that
New York style
With an al caponne hat
Upscale sex
I had big fun
You just a hater
You mad you can't get one
I've got 2020 vision
In my 2021 for raw
Bangin' this shit
Real turned up
In my trunk
No rattle
I'm not cheap
You get what you spent
Nigger spiritual you broke
And money ain't gonna help you
But that's another story
Now where were we
Oh yea, gettin' swervy
And this ain't nothin
Look my rap more worthy of praise
My shits stunning
I'm alcoholed out
I can't even drink orange juice cause it reminds me of the gin
I was swimming in
Thirsty bitches tryin' to get a quench from me
Then I remind them
This is don p your dealing with bitch
Some niggers got trash
I got quality
If you only knew
Really you should follow me
Your fave rapper
He's scared
I'm catchin' on this breeze
Nigger I'm out there
Shorty you ain't gonna make it now
I tell you right now
You either gonna do life
Or you gonna get killed
Yea your options real slim
When you cockin' temporary like the perion kid
I bring a lot to the table
All you gonna do is take greed and loss me
I see it in your face
I hear it all when you speak
Who you think you runnin' game on?
You tryin to con me?
Put yourself up in a world of pain
No its nothin like curve
I'll put you there right away
Be gone
Fuck, that was blowin' my high
Back to the real life of rap musics most fly
My timbs with no socks on basketball shorts and a tee
In a bitobell blowin' mad weed out the windows of the freebo
On stage in baton rouge
I stop the show to give love a little boost
Gotta a flight in a couple hours
Let a nigga sleep
But every time I'm bout to doze off my phone rings
No rest for the wicked
Get played when I'm dead
Get paid while I'm alive and live to the end
Some niggers got trash
I got quality
If you only knew
Really you should follow me
Your fave rapper
He's scared
I'm catchin' on this breeze
Nigger I'm out there
I got quality
If you only knew
Really you should follow me
Your fav rapper
He's scared
I'm catchin' on this breeze
Nigger I'm out there
I've waited hell of a long time to get mine
Right now I'm in position to shine
You can tell by my posture
I don't give a fuck
You can tell by the watch
When I clean up
Now that's good taste
My shit is all that
New York style
With an al caponne hat
Upscale sex
I had big fun
You just a hater
You mad you can't get one
I've got 2020 vision
In my 2021 for raw
Bangin' this shit
Real turned up
In my trunk
No rattle
I'm not cheap
You get what you spent
Nigger spiritual you broke
And money ain't gonna help you
But that's another story
Now where were we
Oh yea, gettin' swervy
And this ain't nothin
Look my rap more worthy of praise
My shits stunning
I'm alcoholed out
I can't even drink orange juice cause it reminds me of the gin
I was swimming in
Thirsty bitches tryin' to get a quench from me
Then I remind them
This is don p your dealing with bitch
Some niggers got trash
I got quality
If you only knew
Really you should follow me
Your fave rapper
He's scared
I'm catchin' on this breeze
Nigger I'm out there
Shorty you ain't gonna make it now
I tell you right now
You either gonna do life
Or you gonna get killed
Yea your options real slim
When you cockin' temporary like the perion kid
I bring a lot to the table
All you gonna do is take greed and loss me
I see it in your face
I hear it all when you speak
Who you think you runnin' game on?
You tryin to con me?
Put yourself up in a world of pain
No its nothin like curve
I'll put you there right away
Be gone
Fuck, that was blowin' my high
Back to the real life of rap musics most fly
My timbs with no socks on basketball shorts and a tee
In a bitobell blowin' mad weed out the windows of the freebo
On stage in baton rouge
I stop the show to give love a little boost
Gotta a flight in a couple hours
Let a nigga sleep
But every time I'm bout to doze off my phone rings
No rest for the wicked
Get played when I'm dead
Get paid while I'm alive and live to the end
Some niggers got trash
I got quality
If you only knew
Really you should follow me
Your fave rapper
He's scared
I'm catchin' on this breeze
Nigger I'm out there
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Maman, Albert Johnson
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