The Last Level

Blowing my high
Your ass is going bye bye
Bitch we smoking, eating, fucking
Then we going night night
Haters want to challenge?
Throw your flag from the sideline
Blazing kush and hazing
All that's clouding up my eye sight
I wear glasses I'm a blind guy, no shit
I keep it G and I ain't faking it for no bitch
Came into my own, all alone I am focused
Brand new clothes got a bitch here folding it
Brand new dro and the same bitch rolling it
She know that you a lame
So I'm the one that she going with
Weaving through the zone, Seattle's own
Owen Schmitt
Balling though I'm cold and shit
Damn, I am so legit
Wet the track, soaking it
Henny Black, loking it
Damn, I'm fucking going in
And what the fuck you knowing, bitch?



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