Fruits

All this pressure, I'm rolling up in a trimming session
Plenty ounces up on my dresser right next to the weapon
Bring me out, if you n testing
It answers questions
That you asking like "where the cash at?"
That's disrespectful
Got a Brown skin shawty with me, she think I'm handsome
I'm Hood too, free all of my woes up out the slammer
Get em loose, riding through wherever with the hammer
You good though, I will let it flash just like a camera
Who need smoke?
I was taught to save for want you, pay for needs though
Never wait on others gotta get in ya own way
Work until you feel like what you got is just a throw away
This is for the ones who put in work and never broadcast

Baby Ru keep 2 he down shoot he let off all that
When he cock it back that shit be sounding like a ball bat
Got a couple Hoovers down to move on you for small change
Ganging wit my Villains yeah I been on this shit all day

Ham Bome money what I'm into
I own where I grow I ain't with the rentals
It's expensive, I paid for it all it was simple
Bitch they know me at the bank
Got them faces big and little
And yo light skin, shawty dig me she say what's up now
Last week drove by her at the bus stop
It's crazy she used to treat me low she wanna fuck now
You been on the lame from the jump
So you don't got nothing I want/

Who gone stop me?

(Switch it up)
If that's your own then believe
I'm at your dome with a beam
Active Bome in the streets
A matador for the beef
I just be killing the bullshit
She cook up the work like it's soup
Her pussy get wetter than fruits
I'ma roll out the P
I'm at the home playing keys
I like the way that the plants yield
She like the way that my hands feel
Her pussy get wetter than fruit cups
She cook it up it smell super
I'm with the clones n the seeds
That's mine you best believe

I'm running it smooth like water
I tell em don't mix up the orders
Go head say my name on a beat
My n remixing ya organs
I'm with a Jenny from the Forrest
Better be quick on ya feet
My n ain't missing they target
This ain't no warning

Who gone stop me tho?
Can't no one battle wit my God
He got me feeling like big large
Gassing I don't need a pit stop
I don't give praises to nimrod
None of my trees have decorations
All of my trees are for blazing and medication it don't need celebrations

Pressure, I'm rolling up in a trimming session
Plenty ounces up on my dresser right next to the weapon
Bring me out, if you n testing
It answers questions
That asking like "where the cash at?"
That's disrespectful
Got a Brown skin shawty with me, she think I'm handsome
I'm Hood too, free all of my woes up out the slammer
Get em loose, ridin through wherever with the hammer
You good though, I will let it flash just like a camera
Who need smoke?
I was taught to save for want you, pay for needs tho
Never wait on others gotta get in ya own way
Work until you feel like what you got is just a throw away
This is for the ones who put in work and never broadcast