Soba
(Pendo kill the beat)
Huh, don't order ciggys like Lohan
But it is boring be sober
I pray the ground won't be over
Since I got caught ash 'em over
Like prayin' that nobody saw ya
Sneakin' and hidin' emotion
See a man but in the notion
You gotta picture the ocean
Came into the house like a bear
Crackin' the door went up the stairs
I just came in with a mask
Came out with PS
I learn one thing that nobody cares
See the cops they saw me
But I keep goin' right next to the crib
Remember one thing
People talk shit
So I keep goin' smokin' my shit
Nobody can stop me on my way
I drink lean, bra no way
I don't forget in my bed I'll pray
For some things I wish for next day
I think my brothas some cappin'
And I don't try cappin'
And ever try be real for bros
I know my whole school is cappin'
They'd say they are trappin'
No wonder if I'm fuckin' with those
My guns are major
Do drugs in a leisure
For weed I would pay ya
Got slipped by a faker
This brotha he tried
Smokin' in leisure
I like to fight
So this shit major
Do my whole life
I go against somethin'
Violates your rights
My guns make pay ya
Or you go hide
Don't order ciggys like Lohan
But it is boring be sober
But it is boring be sober
I'ma turn in Casanova
Smokin' or playin' them over
Fuckin' with me get hurt soulja
See a man but in the notion
You gotta picture the ocean
Huh, don't order ciggys like Lohan
But it is boring be sober
I pray the ground won't be over
Since I got caught ash 'em over
Like prayin' that nobody saw ya
Sneakin' and hidin' emotion
See a man but in the notion
You gotta picture the ocean
Came into the house like a bear
Crackin' the door went up the stairs
I just came in with a mask
Came out with PS
I learn one thing that nobody cares
See the cops they saw me
But I keep goin' right next to the crib
Remember one thing
People talk shit
So I keep goin' smokin' my shit
Nobody can stop me on my way
I drink lean, bra no way
I don't forget in my bed I'll pray
For some things I wish for next day
I think my brothas some cappin'
And I don't try cappin'
And ever try be real for bros
I know my whole school is cappin'
They'd say they are trappin'
No wonder if I'm fuckin' with those
My guns are major
Do drugs in a leisure
For weed I would pay ya
Got slipped by a faker
This brotha he tried
Smokin' in leisure
I like to fight
So this shit major
Do my whole life
I go against somethin'
Violates your rights
My guns make pay ya
Or you go hide
Don't order ciggys like Lohan
But it is boring be sober
But it is boring be sober
I'ma turn in Casanova
Smokin' or playin' them over
Fuckin' with me get hurt soulja
See a man but in the notion
You gotta picture the ocean
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Writer(s): Lucas Hetzel
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