Down With the Sickness
Man tell me bro I heard some crazy shit man
Like the motherfucker been after me or something
What man you trippin. You serious
Yeah man Im serious man
Really I been hearing shit, getting random phone calls
Yeah (Hello)
Is Cruisey coming? Its Cruisey
Okay bitch its mayday
Give a fuck what they say
Gotta up my pay grade
Its the now and ever so wacky psychedelic
Bales we mailed em
Dope rhymes you smell em
Relevant, scales to weigh up an elephant
Never, not a ner product that I cant sell
And if you cant tell
Party hardy go Johnny Manziel
So drunk I cant spell
Oh well, Im chillin
Leaving no trail, Im the super villain
Aye Tyson told me "fuck em all, kill em all" Imma kill em dog
You gone so Imma live it
Keep a gat up in the britches
Get head in the civic
Triple threat, still got my pivot
And these pussy boys timid
The xan got me groggy
You feelin froggy? Bitch ribbit
Bradley Cooper poppin pillies bitch I got no limit
Im sittin pretty, cant you tell
Im rockin water, dug a well
Gas in my blunt, it got frosted tips like Odelle
Smoking in the whip, bumpin Makaveli
My homie trippin from the reup
Told him if its good product then its bound to sell
We the bomb, 911
Will I make it? Only time will tell it
Me and the gang like a crime rebellion
Tryna buy the club, put some dimes up in it
Crack the rona, put some lime up in it
In my own lane, Im riding in it
And Im putting in work, Im grinding with it
And my true soul is what Im finding in it
Real ones gonna hustle, mind they business
Okay Im swervin
Gat up on my lap its Turkish
Hoppin out suburbans
Im rocking out like Im disturbed
And, im down with the sickness you heard it
Cant fuck with this bitch, she too thirsty
The love of the chase what lures me
Dig in the crates, now thats on Youtube
Back to a young lil dude Cruise
Grandpa let me shoot the deuce deuce
And daddy bought us dirt bikes
Country shit, its the dirt life
And I always been good with words right
Thats why I come on every single verse right
And Im tryna live real old
I hope God will show me some sympathy
Feel like the realest shit I ever wrote
Was about a bitch and some shit that she did to me
I started sippin the remedy
This off the punch aint no pen with me
Started with not a lot, now we collecting it uh
Hard work run in the familia
Better shake my hand, if we have a deal
Before I die, Im just tryna see a mil
Im hungry, shawty lookin like a meal
Baby are you tryna chill
Baby are you tryna chill
Only time will tell
Tides collide
I find my guide
Time to shine
Okay Im swervin
Gat up on my lap its Turkish
Hoppin out suburbans
Im rocking out like Im disturbed
And, im down with the sickness you heard it
Down with the sickness you heard it
Down with the sickness you heard it
Like the motherfucker been after me or something
What man you trippin. You serious
Yeah man Im serious man
Really I been hearing shit, getting random phone calls
Yeah (Hello)
Is Cruisey coming? Its Cruisey
Okay bitch its mayday
Give a fuck what they say
Gotta up my pay grade
Its the now and ever so wacky psychedelic
Bales we mailed em
Dope rhymes you smell em
Relevant, scales to weigh up an elephant
Never, not a ner product that I cant sell
And if you cant tell
Party hardy go Johnny Manziel
So drunk I cant spell
Oh well, Im chillin
Leaving no trail, Im the super villain
Aye Tyson told me "fuck em all, kill em all" Imma kill em dog
You gone so Imma live it
Keep a gat up in the britches
Get head in the civic
Triple threat, still got my pivot
And these pussy boys timid
The xan got me groggy
You feelin froggy? Bitch ribbit
Bradley Cooper poppin pillies bitch I got no limit
Im sittin pretty, cant you tell
Im rockin water, dug a well
Gas in my blunt, it got frosted tips like Odelle
Smoking in the whip, bumpin Makaveli
My homie trippin from the reup
Told him if its good product then its bound to sell
We the bomb, 911
Will I make it? Only time will tell it
Me and the gang like a crime rebellion
Tryna buy the club, put some dimes up in it
Crack the rona, put some lime up in it
In my own lane, Im riding in it
And Im putting in work, Im grinding with it
And my true soul is what Im finding in it
Real ones gonna hustle, mind they business
Okay Im swervin
Gat up on my lap its Turkish
Hoppin out suburbans
Im rocking out like Im disturbed
And, im down with the sickness you heard it
Cant fuck with this bitch, she too thirsty
The love of the chase what lures me
Dig in the crates, now thats on Youtube
Back to a young lil dude Cruise
Grandpa let me shoot the deuce deuce
And daddy bought us dirt bikes
Country shit, its the dirt life
And I always been good with words right
Thats why I come on every single verse right
And Im tryna live real old
I hope God will show me some sympathy
Feel like the realest shit I ever wrote
Was about a bitch and some shit that she did to me
I started sippin the remedy
This off the punch aint no pen with me
Started with not a lot, now we collecting it uh
Hard work run in the familia
Better shake my hand, if we have a deal
Before I die, Im just tryna see a mil
Im hungry, shawty lookin like a meal
Baby are you tryna chill
Baby are you tryna chill
Only time will tell
Tides collide
I find my guide
Time to shine
Okay Im swervin
Gat up on my lap its Turkish
Hoppin out suburbans
Im rocking out like Im disturbed
And, im down with the sickness you heard it
Down with the sickness you heard it
Down with the sickness you heard it
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Frerichs
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