Street Scriptures

I just wanna build
Generate a mil
Haters talking
Like they on my heels
Knowing they ain't built
Like that
Shorty text my phone
Wanted me to bone
Man I left
The message
On read
Cause her
Cousin
Ass dumb fat

When we hit city
Mane
You know it's a epic night
Popping wheelies
On the strip
Excite bike
Off the wall
I am the new
Improved mike
Sonically
Taking listeners
To some new heights
My cousin
Got the gun
With red laser sight
When he see
The then opps
It's guaranteed
On sight
I told him cous
What you plotting
A murder one
He said nah
Can't be lacking
That's rule
Number one
30 clip
And it came with a drum
They don't give
Flying fuck
Where you at
Where you from
They don't give
A damm
You
Gotta momma
Brother or a son
Only pops that he got
Is the sound
Of the
(Pow)
Why they hell
Niggas hate
Why they can't
Get that cake
Can't let them haters breathe
Mane you
Gotta decimate
Can't show a sign
Of weakness mane
That will
Seal your fate
Can't be captain save a hoe
Mane you
Gotta lose the cape
In the hood
Playing fantasy
Homey
What's your stats
Kill or be killed
Ain't no grey area in that
In the area
I am at
Mane them hitters
Lay you flat
It's a slippery slope
Hope your balance intact cous

I just wanna build
Generate a mil
Haters talking
Like they on my heels
Knowing they ain't built
Like that
Shorty text my phone
Wanted me to bone
Man I left
The message
On read
Cause her
Cousin
Ass dumb fat

I am just here
Doing my thing
Sitting here
Blowing on my green
Plotting and scheming
With my team
Flyest motherfuckers
On the scene

I am just here
Doing my thing
Sitting here
Blowing on my green
Plotting and scheming
With my team
This beat
Got me going
Throw in the pot
Light up the stove
Hit the block
Serve the feans yo
Than
Get the Guap right back

Throw in the pot
Light up the stove
Hit the block
Serve the feans yo
Than
Get the Guap right back

Killers Harvey dent
Flip a coin
And they seal your fate
Sending hoes
Mane
They fishing in the bait
Slipping you be sleeping
With the fishes in the lake
It's a cold ass world
Can't wait for summer break
Shotgun a magician
Make you levitate
Gourmet in the kitchen
Wanna dinner date
Yeah my bars a prescription
Numb you like novocaine
Mane it came to fruition
I am the goat
Gotta cement cous

I just wanna build
Generate a mil
Haters talking
Like they on my heels
Knowing they ain't built
Like that
Shorty text my phone
Wanted me to bone
Man I left
The message
On read
Cause her
Cousin
Ass dumb fat

Time
Time is what you make it
You live today
You die tommorow
You just live
To roll up
And smoke another Dutch



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Johnson
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