All You Need To Know

When I pull up I don't need a vest
Cause you know bitch this is the Midwest
Went from pip squeaks
To big streets
To big trees
Febreze
You need to air out
We smoking big clouds
The sun ain't coming out
When I see eleven
I always double down
When I
Hit 21 I'm running for the wages
Me and Nate got back from running aces
Big new case full of brand new faces
I keep it short because I love my phrases
I rub it back and fourth
Bitch I Erase It
I don't give a fuck if I'm up next
Me and Nate Yeah we Gotta Upset
The Whole Crowd
They oh so loud
They push
They shove
They Vow
I knocked their teeth right fucking out
Cause I am a winner
I hope you can see the bigger picture

So fucked up
So faded
I don't know
If I'll make it

Riding solo while I'm whipping in the ford escape
I play my mixtape I've had it on for fucking days
The shit's so hot that the damn CD breaks
Giving myself some free ass plays
Cause I
Haven't been popping lately
That's the truth
And I stay to myself and I stick to my routes
And she blows my dick like she playing the flute
And I answer all her questions like I'm playing Kahoot
Cause when I walk by you better shut your mouth
You might die If you try to run your mouth
Cause I'm that guy who knows what he's about
Pull up to my section I don't think you're allowed
Wait
Yo bitch hey
I got something to say
It's just me and Nate and we run away
Because I gotta get
Get fucking paid
I gotta get that pay check
Cause I've been working
Call My Nine to Five
This ain't working
My stomachs burning
From the Bills I'm earning
I can't believe that I said the words
That's all you really need to know
Dying Day



Credits
Writer(s): Brody James Robinson
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