Lilo & Stitch

Naj is like
Something they should mark to book
Since we on the same page
And I'm back in the fold
I boogie with her and her cousin
Hit it while she doing her brows
Guess I'm back in the know
Couple years ago a couple niggas wasn't jacking the flow
But them weirdos in the trap
Them weirdos in the trap was certainly rapping that Hov
I knew I was more lit
When my dick was big enough to fit 4 lips
Four times, never forced it
All water no faucets
Mad L's All Dub's
Could never forfeit this shit
Ain't aborting this kid
Cause it's if it's FAA
Can't be forced from this clique
And just remember this a jungle
So every type of dog can get lost in this shit

But when the rain done pouring
The sun gon' shine though
Fuck it, I don't need nobody else
I'm back in the grind mode

Cuz I learned the hard way about all that loyalty
But with, imperishable flows
It's like no time left out in the sun could spoil me
I seen, untouchables in my life
Turn around, do the unthinkable
Can't think of who to help or what to say
Still wondering why I'm unlinkable though
I remember doing 80 hours a week
Losing sleep going crazy over the love
For a woman that was fucking out her stress
For a bottle in the club and a pack of the drugs
Then getting gooked off the hooch
With your boo came in clutch
Cause two ain't enough
I'm juggling I'm struggling to focus
No motivation who could I trust

Fuck that, I rather double back with a double pack
Than bubble wrap my gutter rap with less content
And more nonsense, just to make funds with that
Low key, OG's gotta make fun of that
Lowkey, homies'll be ya worst Co-D's
Y'all should just smoke trees have fun with that
Cowgirl get me, but this bitch better know it's prime time
When I run it back
Stu talks with Jimi X, about the disrespect
The disregarding of our path or some of our niggas to get a check
It's like they think we racing the energy's displaced and
I know we all can't be the best
But I never gave a fuck about making nobody Dean's list
Knew I was smart Knew I was good without the standard they tried to control they scene with
I like to travel, I like the scenic route
I like to make shit difficult so in worst case scenarios I know I could scheme it out
When it's najisdope season I could feed a drought
I schemed on rap I studied the game
If They ask me who I think next won't utter a name
Probably Cash Sinatra, fits cause these niggas out here been singing at the fucking opera
But when I see em it's cool they play it proper
I ain't no gangsta but I ain't these other dudes
Plus I don't do "yah yah's" on every ad lib
Or hop on stage with dance moves with Butta cool
I got a lot of patience but no time to waste or tolerance for the snakes or the sucker moves
Need a break? hit Tuskegee for a southern groove
Too cold for the winter
Let's see what the summer do

Cause when the rain done pouring, the sun gon' shine though
Fuck it, I don't need nobody else I'm back in grind mode