EmerGen-c
Don't let me run outta weed (Stock my weed)
Don't let me run outta blunts (Go to the store)
Might as well keep that drink comin' and don't forget to get my cups
(Pour me some mo')
I been feelin' uninspired (Fahsho, fahsho)
I been feelin' outta touch (Oh, no)
They know I do this 'til I'm dyin' and I'll kill all these nikkas if that ain't enough
These bitches wan' molest me
These niggas wanna test me
But I go fast like jet speed
Thats why I keep a Tec- piece
And pray the Lord protect me
Cus I be movin' heavy and I'm steady gettin' money
these niggas just ain't ready to win
Still hatin' on the cut of my Japanese denim, they outta pocket
Meanwhile, got yo' bitch starin' tryin' see what's in 'em
Big racks big stacks of cash
I ain't got no time for fuck niggas get back
Doin' more drugs, showin' less love, takin' bigger drags, givin' no fucks like a old hag
I was makin' waves laid back like a durag, its all natural, no juice lad
They was out takin' bitches to prom
I'm cool on the young one nigga I want the mom
I run it and pass my OG the baton
Never alarmed, when she buss her milk all on my Lucky Charms
I think I'm a Migo, I offset the math, get the bag, then I take off
I got this nervous thing
Where I on't want nobody learnin' me
Cus I think people be observin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
Cus I got this nervous thing
Where I think people be observin' me
So I on't want nobody learnin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
It was hard to keep focus
I was rollin, sippin' on that potion
I was smokin', chiefin' on that potent
Hit yo nose it stink like halitosis
Lost my last 2 thousand to my homie
Made me first 10 stayin' up til 3, cus I was hungy
Flip a couple packs, make a few racks, fall off again, then bounce back
You on't know how that go and what to do
This shit feel like a cycle inna Lou
Really it's a cycle all in my mind
Finessin' the mobiles and juggin' the lines
Dodgin' the mobile response, tryin' not to get no time
Surrounded by triggers wit niggas who ain't got no influence
I ain't wanna do nothin' but crime yeah
I'm from the Northside
We got gas on the Northside
We got bags on the Northside
They jugg fries on the Northside
They'll get on yo ass on the Northside
Nigga it's a code we abide by
Finessin' and juggin' them Sweetie Pies with extra fries in the bag like Five Guys
My nigga don't know how to put the pipe down
Nigga this is our real life now
I ain't tryin' sell you no lifestyle
These niggas tried to sell me a Lifestyle
I told em to scatter
Thats because I only use Magnums
And I'm only fuckin' that bitch if her ass more fatter than the last hoe that I jus hit
I always knew that you would turn on me someday
But I never knew when, I just never knew when
Now I see that you were just waitin' for the stakes
To get high enough before you played your hand, and yourself
So many broken condoms mean so many broken promisees
I mean, I'm actually glad nothin' happened from all that time we spent
But to my astonishment, you came back time and time again
But I on't know if I'll let you back in my life again
I got this nervous thing
Where I on't want nobody learnin' me
Cus I think people be observin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
Cus I got this nervous thing
Where I think people be observin' me
So I on't want nobody learnin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
Don't let me run outta blunts (Go to the store)
Might as well keep that drink comin' and don't forget to get my cups
(Pour me some mo')
I been feelin' uninspired (Fahsho, fahsho)
I been feelin' outta touch (Oh, no)
They know I do this 'til I'm dyin' and I'll kill all these nikkas if that ain't enough
These bitches wan' molest me
These niggas wanna test me
But I go fast like jet speed
Thats why I keep a Tec- piece
And pray the Lord protect me
Cus I be movin' heavy and I'm steady gettin' money
these niggas just ain't ready to win
Still hatin' on the cut of my Japanese denim, they outta pocket
Meanwhile, got yo' bitch starin' tryin' see what's in 'em
Big racks big stacks of cash
I ain't got no time for fuck niggas get back
Doin' more drugs, showin' less love, takin' bigger drags, givin' no fucks like a old hag
I was makin' waves laid back like a durag, its all natural, no juice lad
They was out takin' bitches to prom
I'm cool on the young one nigga I want the mom
I run it and pass my OG the baton
Never alarmed, when she buss her milk all on my Lucky Charms
I think I'm a Migo, I offset the math, get the bag, then I take off
I got this nervous thing
Where I on't want nobody learnin' me
Cus I think people be observin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
Cus I got this nervous thing
Where I think people be observin' me
So I on't want nobody learnin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
It was hard to keep focus
I was rollin, sippin' on that potion
I was smokin', chiefin' on that potent
Hit yo nose it stink like halitosis
Lost my last 2 thousand to my homie
Made me first 10 stayin' up til 3, cus I was hungy
Flip a couple packs, make a few racks, fall off again, then bounce back
You on't know how that go and what to do
This shit feel like a cycle inna Lou
Really it's a cycle all in my mind
Finessin' the mobiles and juggin' the lines
Dodgin' the mobile response, tryin' not to get no time
Surrounded by triggers wit niggas who ain't got no influence
I ain't wanna do nothin' but crime yeah
I'm from the Northside
We got gas on the Northside
We got bags on the Northside
They jugg fries on the Northside
They'll get on yo ass on the Northside
Nigga it's a code we abide by
Finessin' and juggin' them Sweetie Pies with extra fries in the bag like Five Guys
My nigga don't know how to put the pipe down
Nigga this is our real life now
I ain't tryin' sell you no lifestyle
These niggas tried to sell me a Lifestyle
I told em to scatter
Thats because I only use Magnums
And I'm only fuckin' that bitch if her ass more fatter than the last hoe that I jus hit
I always knew that you would turn on me someday
But I never knew when, I just never knew when
Now I see that you were just waitin' for the stakes
To get high enough before you played your hand, and yourself
So many broken condoms mean so many broken promisees
I mean, I'm actually glad nothin' happened from all that time we spent
But to my astonishment, you came back time and time again
But I on't know if I'll let you back in my life again
I got this nervous thing
Where I on't want nobody learnin' me
Cus I think people be observin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
Cus I got this nervous thing
Where I think people be observin' me
So I on't want nobody learnin' me
I'm sick of these niggas someone bring me some Emergen-C
I fronted you the pack, sealed it with the vac
You can't say that I ain't show you no courtesy
But I had it to the third degree
I cant keep lettin' you burn me
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