Coming of Age
I blew up
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
I blew up
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
I'm my territory's Berry Gordy
Silent shooter like Robert Horry
I got the aura
Of a silent glory
My block feel like asylums
I love the horror stories
Seen ghost before emojis
Can't have respect without the loyalty
Told my man I can't afford the lawyer fee
So
Unlimited clicks is accordingly
Big H
Like a civic or accord you see
Dominican listen to accordians
To go to sleep
That's a homi
For every set of my rosaries
Spin the globe
And point on the Atlas
Whatever your finger lands on
We access
That's opportunity
I'm on a fishing boat
Telling
Opp or Tuna Tee
Been in the zone killing opps
Could handle 2 or 3
Without the 2 3
Deeper than my bars on the loose leaf
Still legible
Bottom floor of the blue sea
Fedoras in feathers
I'm the line where jazz and blues meet
Landed at a coke farm that had gold sheep
I blew up
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
You keep passcodes in your lockbox
Suede 6s
Grey like a blue fox
Training my daughter
To be like Jukebox
Voice rock you to sleep
Then the pop pop
Uh
Like she calling me Daddy or Papa
Feeling like a full moon
After an equinox (yight)
Living to die is life's paradox
We the tinderbox
Of 200 block
Callahan guarantees
Not on the box
Tommy Boy
White finer than Megan Fox
I sin with permission
Listen
Skip perditions
Word to Big's Commission
Speed dial to the mortician
Seperate the body in sects
Like partitions
Been dodging 12 before the premonitions
It's like exhibition
With nuclear fission
My hood will traumatize ya childhood
Where I'm from
A lot of shooters misunderstood
She drink away the pain
Feeling misunderstood
Now she drunk
Look at miss under the stool
Ya niggas is waste
The flow a cesspool
In Istanbul
Strong whirlpool
I blew up
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
I blew up
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
I'm my territory's Berry Gordy
Silent shooter like Robert Horry
I got the aura
Of a silent glory
My block feel like asylums
I love the horror stories
Seen ghost before emojis
Can't have respect without the loyalty
Told my man I can't afford the lawyer fee
So
Unlimited clicks is accordingly
Big H
Like a civic or accord you see
Dominican listen to accordians
To go to sleep
That's a homi
For every set of my rosaries
Spin the globe
And point on the Atlas
Whatever your finger lands on
We access
That's opportunity
I'm on a fishing boat
Telling
Opp or Tuna Tee
Been in the zone killing opps
Could handle 2 or 3
Without the 2 3
Deeper than my bars on the loose leaf
Still legible
Bottom floor of the blue sea
Fedoras in feathers
I'm the line where jazz and blues meet
Landed at a coke farm that had gold sheep
I blew up
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
You keep passcodes in your lockbox
Suede 6s
Grey like a blue fox
Training my daughter
To be like Jukebox
Voice rock you to sleep
Then the pop pop
Uh
Like she calling me Daddy or Papa
Feeling like a full moon
After an equinox (yight)
Living to die is life's paradox
We the tinderbox
Of 200 block
Callahan guarantees
Not on the box
Tommy Boy
White finer than Megan Fox
I sin with permission
Listen
Skip perditions
Word to Big's Commission
Speed dial to the mortician
Seperate the body in sects
Like partitions
Been dodging 12 before the premonitions
It's like exhibition
With nuclear fission
My hood will traumatize ya childhood
Where I'm from
A lot of shooters misunderstood
She drink away the pain
Feeling misunderstood
Now she drunk
Look at miss under the stool
Ya niggas is waste
The flow a cesspool
In Istanbul
Strong whirlpool
I blew up
In the same place fiends threw up
Stripped of my manhood
Naked with a crew cut
Wilding for the night
Like Rampage with a few guns
Chew dudes
Blow bubbles look like bazookas
Credits
Writer(s): Montel Wilson
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