September

This one for my nigga, called you killa
Bout yo skrilla, get it all before you die
Really it ain't nothing realer, shit
We just getting high
For the nights we can't remember
They said you was born to fly
Falling early as September now
This one for my sister still my nigga
Can't forget ya
Always blessing when I'm stressing
Really it ain't nothing realer
Said ya done getting by
Ya gonna get a bill up
Said ya born to fly
Money falling from the ceiling now

Know that pack get ya right, comatose
We some south side babies
Shit, we been up off the porch
Whip it like it's grandmas gravy
All my bitches thick and savory
Wit some twang
Said she love me for my slang
And I'm hanging
Six siblings
Feeling like I gotta make it out this bitch
Slick chilling
No don't ask me how I'm dealing
I just sprinkled the mixture
Yeah they called it the fixture
It go right with the spritza
It feel good when it hit ya
Nah this is all that we know

Nah this is all that we know
You feel it all in ya bones
Ain't know leaving it lone
And all I see
I think it's setting me free
This is all that I need
Nah it ain't really that deep
And all I got
Is an ounce of that dro
Finally feeling the float
How it feel to be gone
And all I know
Is you good where you at
And just stay on yo track
Till that thing go ddrraat

This one for my nigga, called you killa
Bout yo skrilla, get it all before you die
Really it ain't nothing realer, shit
We just getting high
For the nights we can't remember
They said you was born to fly
Falling early as September now
This one for my sister still my nigga
Can't forget ya
Always blessing when I'm stressing
Really it ain't nothing realer
Said ya done getting by
Ya gonna get a bill up
Said ya born to fly
Money falling from the ceiling now

It never fails, still (Inhale) inhell
Living well enough, tough
Told ya momma hold the bail
Told yo brother keep it tucked
Taught yo sister how it smell
Taught yo cousin how to buck
Family matters when it's rough
I'm Jaleel wit some steel
And an ounce, to my lungs
More than real, how it feel
Got a nigga going numb
Learned to deal with the bull shit
Manifest and cool shit
Burning in my chest
Learning less is more
Questions who gone answer for
A dancer, less romancer
Mixing wit these pessimistic flows
Get you gone
Gram to gram yo mental scrammed
Off and then you switching on
High and then here come the lows
Hiding habits from the world
Smoking time, I got it pearled
No yo matter, do not matter
To that man who makes the ladder
You no climb and hear they chatter
Keep on bitching bout some millions
Made from magic
Tryna grab it
But you slipped
Still an addict, stuck in trips
Tryna get a grip

This one for my nigga, called you killa
Bout yo skrilla, get it all before you die
Really it ain't nothing realer, shit
We just getting high
For the nights we can't remember
They said you was born to fly
Falling early as September now
This one for my sister still my nigga
Can't forget ya
Always blessing when I'm stressing
Really it ain't nothing realer
Said ya done getting by
Ya gonna get a bill up
Said ya born to fly
Money falling from the ceiling now