Pinkies Up
Oh yeah Im a nice guy
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Oh yeah Im a nice guy
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Ok hooooold up, yall just wait a minute
I can take you back to Houston street where niggas passed the sentence
It was Derek, Dave and Me, know these enemies aint cheap
If a price up on yo head, I pray to God he waive the fee
Reflecting on my skeletons is pure medicine
Door wide open, at times I just let the devil in
Meditation in the flames dawg, thats my element
Im peddalin' passed all these muhfuckas built like gelatin
Im the first to call ya bluff
This is big dawg shit, nigga you ain't did enough
Tuck yo tail in, shhhhh ain't no telling
Better act like Helen, somebody come and get him
Oh yeah Im a nice guy
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Oh yeah Im a nice guy
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Shimmy like I'm forest pop a jimmy in a Lauren
And I'm really not important but you dread it like folarin
If it's strizzy then I'm scorin, got you glitching like a torrent
Lose my eye tryna catch that fetti
Y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready
Feeling like new age Master P, I casually stack up casualties
Im outta reach, fuck boys after me, chances are thin as a plasma screen
I got new age flow and a really old soul, how I got here man I really don't know
Had to maintain and the city ain't safe
Oh yeah Lincoln acres don't play
I was rollin wit the shooters man, hopped out like Cuba man
I already knew that dat day, that I wasn't tryna do that thang
I might of had something to prove that day
I wouldn't make it through the shoot out mane
I know grandmas prayers really saved a nigga
And all the shit that I seen it really changed a nigga
I pray to God you don't change on me
Im tryna maintain homie
Yeah I keep the pain on me
Damn I left some stains on it
I pray to God you don't change on me
Im tryna maintain homie
Yeah I keep the pain on me
Damn I left some stains on it
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Oh yeah Im a nice guy
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Ok hooooold up, yall just wait a minute
I can take you back to Houston street where niggas passed the sentence
It was Derek, Dave and Me, know these enemies aint cheap
If a price up on yo head, I pray to God he waive the fee
Reflecting on my skeletons is pure medicine
Door wide open, at times I just let the devil in
Meditation in the flames dawg, thats my element
Im peddalin' passed all these muhfuckas built like gelatin
Im the first to call ya bluff
This is big dawg shit, nigga you ain't did enough
Tuck yo tail in, shhhhh ain't no telling
Better act like Helen, somebody come and get him
Oh yeah Im a nice guy
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Oh yeah Im a nice guy
But I done some crazy things in my lifetime
All alone with no lifeline
But still its pinkies up sipping on the white wine
Shimmy like I'm forest pop a jimmy in a Lauren
And I'm really not important but you dread it like folarin
If it's strizzy then I'm scorin, got you glitching like a torrent
Lose my eye tryna catch that fetti
Y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready
Feeling like new age Master P, I casually stack up casualties
Im outta reach, fuck boys after me, chances are thin as a plasma screen
I got new age flow and a really old soul, how I got here man I really don't know
Had to maintain and the city ain't safe
Oh yeah Lincoln acres don't play
I was rollin wit the shooters man, hopped out like Cuba man
I already knew that dat day, that I wasn't tryna do that thang
I might of had something to prove that day
I wouldn't make it through the shoot out mane
I know grandmas prayers really saved a nigga
And all the shit that I seen it really changed a nigga
I pray to God you don't change on me
Im tryna maintain homie
Yeah I keep the pain on me
Damn I left some stains on it
I pray to God you don't change on me
Im tryna maintain homie
Yeah I keep the pain on me
Damn I left some stains on it
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Writer(s): Richard Macharia
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