FEB. 25th

In the stu with LuMm
And my nigga HiiKU
But the nigga in the all black A cap
That's me
Uhhh

Hello

Uhhh
Bbq'n in the front
Bullshittin in the back
Feelin' tipsy
Cause we threw a couple back
Tax return ballin'
Like fuck it
Let's throw a stack
But it ain't always bout the bread
You got knowledge
Then throw in that
Member chilling with the big bros
They told me I was too young
Till I put in work
Guess that lil nigga had grew up
Watch who you do shit for
You ain't got a clue huh
Look at how we do them
How they do us
Damn
I heard them niggas talking again
How you
Not on yo work
Yet you all on the gram
Art Canon be the reason that I'm all on the cam
Shit I'm probably the reason why you not with your man
Girl ain't got no kids
But I bet she swallow some kids tho
Pray to God that none of my niggas
End up on skid row
But God bless they soul
Cause I know that it's hard living
I'm rapping every day
Cause I know that it's God given
How you not support
Your so called homie
At his low low
Then pop up when he popping
Nigga you the po po
And I can smell the fuckin bacon miles away
On this road
It'll take a couple smiles away
But I ain't tripping
I Got a chip on my shoulder, I eat it
Bad señorita
She had me at nice to meet ya
Yall niggas not in the game
Yall sitting in the bleachers
So listen up when Tavi J. speaking
NIGGA
Cause shit I really be gassing
Cargo shorts on me
Cause a young nigga blasted
Anaheim the city
Ima rep till the casket
And I put that on Genius
That we won't be no has beens
Put that on genius that we won't be no has beens
Uhhh

Uhhh
My day
My day
This my day
This my day
This right here
Yeah my day
This my day
This my day
HELLO



Credits
Writer(s): Hiiku, Tavi J.
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link