NO RUST
What's the what's up
Got my funds up
Let your guns bust
Roll the runtz up, aye
Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah
Gold I got on ain't got no rust
Pack that I smoke smell like straight must
I been going crazy for like eight months
They say they so wavy but they ain't us
Son gone raise up, run my pay up like a lay up
Woo! Yeah, you know they love so aquatic
Im losing control of my anger
Feel my spider sense when I'm in danger
Swimming in the 36 chambers
Theses niggas prankers, crank tankers
Never change us, can not fade us
We the original, they the invaders
We the strongest, we the smartest
We the bravest we the greatest
Make me mad you'll meet your maker
Rich is gangsta, the richest gangsta say his prayers
That's so player
What's the what's up
Got my funds up
Let your guns bust
Roll the runtz up, aye
Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah
Gold I got on ain't got no rust
Aye!
She came across ALLAH, she think she lucked up
You had your chance, your time is up, you fucked up, yeah!
She wanna hug up when I'm drugged up, yeah
I can't help it I'm a slut, when I'm punch drunk
If I can tour the world then why would I do club runs
With my loved ones, old and the young ones
Weigh the bag up
Weigh it like a hun tons
To the disco, straight from the dungeons
I feel my should leaving my body
I run through the jungle, so aquatic the safari
Clothes with the V's come from Hovey not from Bari
Harvey is my last name, I am never sorry
Underwater, underworld
What's the what's up
Got my funds up
Let your guns bust
Roll the runtz up, aye
Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah
Gold I got on ain't got no rust
Pack that I smoke smell like straight must
I been going crazy for like eight months
They say they so wavy but they ain't us
700 for a chorus, but I still be ducking warrants, yeah
Catch me if you can I'm touring, come see a performance, yeah
Confidence is key I learned that young, its so important, yeah
I planted the seeds and now I watch the forest flourish, yeah
Neighborhoods the poorest, they swing fire, not with torches
Global warming killing all the trees and burning corpses
Home is where the heart is but its also where the war is
Now we hood rich, so don't feel bad for the poor kids
Up against some evil forces
My sobriety was short lived
Im in orbit where the lords live
I won't feed my kids no pork ribs
All our parents got divorces
Some of us were born as orphans
It's all on tape but stay precautious
For Bring yellow tape and coffins
This shit happening too often
Call my spirit I can't ignore it
Got my funds up
Let your guns bust
Roll the runtz up, aye
Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah
Gold I got on ain't got no rust
Pack that I smoke smell like straight must
I been going crazy for like eight months
They say they so wavy but they ain't us
Son gone raise up, run my pay up like a lay up
Woo! Yeah, you know they love so aquatic
Im losing control of my anger
Feel my spider sense when I'm in danger
Swimming in the 36 chambers
Theses niggas prankers, crank tankers
Never change us, can not fade us
We the original, they the invaders
We the strongest, we the smartest
We the bravest we the greatest
Make me mad you'll meet your maker
Rich is gangsta, the richest gangsta say his prayers
That's so player
What's the what's up
Got my funds up
Let your guns bust
Roll the runtz up, aye
Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah
Gold I got on ain't got no rust
Aye!
She came across ALLAH, she think she lucked up
You had your chance, your time is up, you fucked up, yeah!
She wanna hug up when I'm drugged up, yeah
I can't help it I'm a slut, when I'm punch drunk
If I can tour the world then why would I do club runs
With my loved ones, old and the young ones
Weigh the bag up
Weigh it like a hun tons
To the disco, straight from the dungeons
I feel my should leaving my body
I run through the jungle, so aquatic the safari
Clothes with the V's come from Hovey not from Bari
Harvey is my last name, I am never sorry
Underwater, underworld
What's the what's up
Got my funds up
Let your guns bust
Roll the runtz up, aye
Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah
Gold I got on ain't got no rust
Pack that I smoke smell like straight must
I been going crazy for like eight months
They say they so wavy but they ain't us
700 for a chorus, but I still be ducking warrants, yeah
Catch me if you can I'm touring, come see a performance, yeah
Confidence is key I learned that young, its so important, yeah
I planted the seeds and now I watch the forest flourish, yeah
Neighborhoods the poorest, they swing fire, not with torches
Global warming killing all the trees and burning corpses
Home is where the heart is but its also where the war is
Now we hood rich, so don't feel bad for the poor kids
Up against some evil forces
My sobriety was short lived
Im in orbit where the lords live
I won't feed my kids no pork ribs
All our parents got divorces
Some of us were born as orphans
It's all on tape but stay precautious
For Bring yellow tape and coffins
This shit happening too often
Call my spirit I can't ignore it
Credits
Writer(s): Tyree Harvey
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