Kanye West

I don't want to smoke on the gas
We just living lavish today
Off the wall know I been on my grind
So I spent a bag today
I don't want to smoke on the gas
We just living lavish today
Off the wall know I been on my grind
So I spent me a bag today

See, most of y'all going to fold but me and my niggas
We was just raised to be different
X phonies out then we fill em wit Os
Know niggas ain't missing they never get cold
Some in the league and some still at the bottom
Regardless they been through the pain and the struggle
They learned how to hustle just to make a living
Faking and flaunting I'm knowing it's rented
Out the projects but them boys from the city
Traffic racing we be swerving and spinning
Slide show How we spin make them dizzy
Spilled the drank can't mess up my kidney
Back seat still sipping on remy
Pulled over cuz it's five on the windows
Hall of fame no we ain't no beginners
GMT know we steady be winning

I don't want to smoke on the gas
We just living lavish today
Off the wall know I been on my grind
So I spent me a bag today
I don't want to smoke on the gas
We just living lavish today
Off the wall know I been on my grind
So I spent me a bag today

Man Hell naw y'all motherfuckers
talking about I can't smoke
Man you know I'm not going to the god damn function if the gas can't come in y'all Motherfuckers better realize It's two thousand and twenty-two
Huncho you ready?

I said had to cut them leeches off ain't working he can't hang with me
All my niggas bout that action
That's just who we trained to be

I said murder on that red rum shit
Never in class cuz you know we on that dumb shit
He Say it's smoke then we gone put one in your lung bitch
I make that call you know that GMT they come quick

I said Murder on that red rum shit
Never in class cuz you know we on that dumb shit
He Say it's smoke then we gone put one in your lung bitch
I make that call you know that GMT they come quick

Stomp his ass, had our face all covered way before the mask
Never lack catch em in the box
And then we smoke his ass
Nodding off the drank At night
So morning I don't go to class
Snakes be trying to bite we spray it down before we mow the grass
Ballin like I'm Giannis In the Mil
I'm tryna get a buck
If he bout that action Drop the lo
You know who pull in up
Sticks the clip be hanging out I know he not going to run his mouth
Extinguisher be by my side It's smoke I bet we put it out
Stunting like I skater Purp and yellow going to sell out staples
Bread just like a bagel Pour the syrup but this ain't no maple
Tell the coachTo put me in
Hop out We just hate to spin
Pole it be above his chin
I know he not going to speak again
Hit em with a shhh shhh, silence when it's spitting out
Boy yo ass be green as fuck
You trying to start some beef for clout
Like a nose he better run at night I make them demons come
He hating all under my post but he ain't never got no funds
Know we ain't for none, still get that money up
I know some chiraq niggas, put you in a blunt
Like two times pour me, aye Eli roll the blunt
Got Rico turning up, man they can't hang with us

A mental disorder that causes Unusual shifts in mood, energy, Activity levels Concentration, and The ability to carry out day-to-day Tasks. But is this truly a disorder Or Is this the sign of a genius what Some would say a God like being
Some disorders are meant to be Embraced
Never fit it
Huncho Dapper Dan out



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Writer(s): Qadiir Wajd
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