Interlude

Listen to my flaws on my psychedelic sound
I stole some shit with a friend who fled, he no longer around
A boy is a gun when a boy brings a gun incase he need to blaow
It might be loud and scare the shit out, but you cannot make a sound
Don't you dare let out a shout for fear somebody in this part of town
They ain't gotta know where we from, man down
If the police show up do I get down or do I get out
Take a good hard look at where I'll be
What I see, a couple laundry baskets washed with Downy
Supreme, Gucci, a couple shirts that I'll keep
Take it to a person who will buy it down on John Street
Take the money to my dealer, get the grams that I need
Sorry, Alex gotta grow more, I ain't got weed
A couple people came and freaked it at a party
But you can chill here for a while, I'll spin some Zillakami
Say, you look a little tense, need a talk with somebody



Credits
Writer(s): Avery Olson
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