Chillz
Mmm
Mmm
Lemme get them purple lights
Yeah lemme get them purple jawnts right there
Uh
Yeah them good
Uh
Mmm
Ever since she left me I can't help it I been sinning more
Fucking all these woman just for fun and I don't feel remorse
Everybody watching should I lie and say I'm chilling or
Blow the fucking windows out this bitch and let the liquor pour
Mixing all the pain with percs and lean to find a remedy
I can't feel myself so I know damn well y'all ain't feeling me
Knew she was a hoe still grabbed my cape and niggas envied me
Cause I thought I could turner but my mom ain't name me Timothy
Yes you see me walking round and smiling but it's dark inside
Hop inside the whip and hit the gas so hard it start to fly
Slowly losing consciousness done flipped this bitch it caught on fire
Crawled right out the flames and all em wondering did Charles die
Disappeared for a little bit to get my mental straight
So I could be who I'm supposed to be and not just imitate him
Koleman getting healthy now yeah Koleman get strong
R.I.P that nigga cause the old me dead and gone
Rose up out that dirt just like a zombie ain't no daphidile
Playtimes over time to go to work and get in class for real
My ancestors pissed
Cause they know I'm going back to fields
I gotta make a play and show these niggas I'm the captain still
So If you run up you get killed quick
Flip and hit the kill switch
Up the hammer he get nailed
Like he got a lil itch
Load it up
Get to bussin
That's a fucking field trip
And I know imma bad boy
So I keep the Will Smith
I been hiding laying low and staying quiet
But fuck that let's start drilling shit resorting back to violence
It ain't shit to talk it about just let it fly like I imma pilot
Then you hear his momma crying, tires skirting, and some sirens
Catch it on the news it's yellow tape around the building
Niggas let it rain, look like his crib ain't have no ceiling
Bullets hit his hold up hold... Y'all ain't get it
He get a lil Wayne, look like his crib ain't have no ceiling
Kole
Mmm
Lemme get them purple lights
Yeah lemme get them purple jawnts right there
Uh
Yeah them good
Uh
Mmm
Ever since she left me I can't help it I been sinning more
Fucking all these woman just for fun and I don't feel remorse
Everybody watching should I lie and say I'm chilling or
Blow the fucking windows out this bitch and let the liquor pour
Mixing all the pain with percs and lean to find a remedy
I can't feel myself so I know damn well y'all ain't feeling me
Knew she was a hoe still grabbed my cape and niggas envied me
Cause I thought I could turner but my mom ain't name me Timothy
Yes you see me walking round and smiling but it's dark inside
Hop inside the whip and hit the gas so hard it start to fly
Slowly losing consciousness done flipped this bitch it caught on fire
Crawled right out the flames and all em wondering did Charles die
Disappeared for a little bit to get my mental straight
So I could be who I'm supposed to be and not just imitate him
Koleman getting healthy now yeah Koleman get strong
R.I.P that nigga cause the old me dead and gone
Rose up out that dirt just like a zombie ain't no daphidile
Playtimes over time to go to work and get in class for real
My ancestors pissed
Cause they know I'm going back to fields
I gotta make a play and show these niggas I'm the captain still
So If you run up you get killed quick
Flip and hit the kill switch
Up the hammer he get nailed
Like he got a lil itch
Load it up
Get to bussin
That's a fucking field trip
And I know imma bad boy
So I keep the Will Smith
I been hiding laying low and staying quiet
But fuck that let's start drilling shit resorting back to violence
It ain't shit to talk it about just let it fly like I imma pilot
Then you hear his momma crying, tires skirting, and some sirens
Catch it on the news it's yellow tape around the building
Niggas let it rain, look like his crib ain't have no ceiling
Bullets hit his hold up hold... Y'all ain't get it
He get a lil Wayne, look like his crib ain't have no ceiling
Kole
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Writer(s): Charles Coleman
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