FUSiON
Yeah, yeah
Just smoked a RAW, that shit King Size
Heard a new spot opened up, that shit king sized
Hit up yo' bitch and I told her "let King slide"
Can't get enough of me, now she on King's side
Tryin' to talk like I won't notice, you can't hide
Ask why I stopped sending opens, you can't slide
I just say words on a beat when I get high
'Bout to go light up again, tryin' to get fried
I'm tryna get fried, came from the west side
Y'all niggas talk shit, I lit the match
Y'all niggas buggin', ain't talkin' bout crusty
I'm stackin' my money, man shoutout to GRAX
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me that's a fax
I've been stacking my money and doubled the racks
I step in the stu, put my foot on the gas
You was talkin' bout money, best show me the cash
Brodie a clone, I ain't talkin' Ben Reilly
I got a drop and these niggas excited
Brodie ain't higher than me, I'm the pilot, flyin
He keep on talkin', I had to silence
Higher than him & him & him
Did what I said while y'all niggas still trippin'
I got everything I want on my wishlist, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Just smoked a RAW, that shit King Size
Heard a new spot opened up, that shit king sized
Hit up yo' bitch and I told her "let King slide"
Can't get enough of me, now she on King's side
Tryin' to talk like I won't notice, you can't hide
Ask why I stopped sending opens, you can't slide
I just say words on a beat when I get high
'Bout to go light up again, tryin' to get fried
I just say words on a beat and I get high
Gotta go light up again, tryna get fried
I gotta get fried, slow down it's witch time
Said I fit in, but know I still did it
My brothers, they with me, we did it authentic
If bro got a problem, we makin' em vanish
I told him stand down, he got a man down
He wanna talk shit, he gettin' fanned out
He wanna be me, he just a fan now
I got a lot on my mind, gotta air out
Told em that I stay on dis side
Imma stay makin' my racks
Told em that I stay on dis side
Doing whatever I can
Told em that I say on dis side
Doing the shit that I said
Makin' some bands, makin' a plan
Makin' it out, all in the end, huh
Just smoked a RAW, that shit King Size
Heard a new spot opened up, that shit king sized
Hit up yo' bitch and I told her "let King slide"
Can't get enough of me, now she on King's side
Tryin' to talk like I won't notice, you can't hide
Ask why I stopped sending opens, you can't slide
I just say words on a beat when I get high
'Bout to go light up again, tryin' to get fried
I'm tryna get fried, came from the west side
Y'all niggas talk shit, I lit the match
Y'all niggas buggin', ain't talkin' bout crusty
I'm stackin' my money, man shoutout to GRAX
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me that's a fax
I've been stacking my money and doubled the racks
I step in the stu, put my foot on the gas
You was talkin' bout money, best show me the cash
Brodie a clone, I ain't talkin' Ben Reilly
I got a drop and these niggas excited
Brodie ain't higher than me, I'm the pilot, flyin
He keep on talkin', I had to silence
Higher than him & him & him
Did what I said while y'all niggas still trippin'
I got everything I want on my wishlist, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Just smoked a RAW, that shit King Size
Heard a new spot opened up, that shit king sized
Hit up yo' bitch and I told her "let King slide"
Can't get enough of me, now she on King's side
Tryin' to talk like I won't notice, you can't hide
Ask why I stopped sending opens, you can't slide
I just say words on a beat when I get high
'Bout to go light up again, tryin' to get fried
I just say words on a beat and I get high
Gotta go light up again, tryna get fried
I gotta get fried, slow down it's witch time
Said I fit in, but know I still did it
My brothers, they with me, we did it authentic
If bro got a problem, we makin' em vanish
I told him stand down, he got a man down
He wanna talk shit, he gettin' fanned out
He wanna be me, he just a fan now
I got a lot on my mind, gotta air out
Told em that I stay on dis side
Imma stay makin' my racks
Told em that I stay on dis side
Doing whatever I can
Told em that I say on dis side
Doing the shit that I said
Makin' some bands, makin' a plan
Makin' it out, all in the end, huh
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Writer(s): A'jon Mack
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