Onion Breath

I be flowing, sinning, and winning
You know I'm all in
I be crossing over opponents
You know I'm balling
Soon as I put up the shot you know it's falling
Please apologize to me because you sorry
I've been in my feelings for real I'm such a little bitch
I've been afraid of the dark since the age of six
Please can you turn on the lights so I can get my fix
Bean such a fein for the green yo you serious?

I be chieffing on that green funk
Green funk bitch!
Smelling like I'm filling up my car at the pump
GAS!
I be chieffing on that green funk
Green funk bitch!
Smelling like I'm filling up my car at the pump
GAS!

I took it back to my roots
I was born in the slums
It was Cleveland motha fucka
Yeah that's where I'm from
From the 216 to the 410 to the 412
Yeah I got places to go

I still got enemies
That be lurking in the trees
Always coming after me
Trying to see my casualty
I be living casually
Live my life so naturally
Stay avoiding tragedy
Never moving drastically
Ay!

You gone see me when I'm winning
See me when I'm losing
See me when I'm whipping in my 05 hoopty
I be sitting goofy damn I need a loosey
Forget me like a roofie and I'm gone like



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Wilhelm
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