FiGure5 [INTERLUDE]
(I know)
(I know it's been hard)
What?
Yeah, ice, shawty somethin' nice
My type, huh, bad bitch bright
Yeah, I'm keepin' my tool, yeah
I ain't going like old dude (What?)
Uh, yeah, black diamonds, yeah, they come out the pool (Woo)
Yeah, water fool (Woo), yeah, the pussy so wet
She give me neck and I swish the bitch (What?)
Uh, yeah, I know it's the best (What? I know)
Uh, yeah, and I swear it's the best, uh (What?)
41 pointers, huh, ain't nothin' less (No bap)
Huh (No bap)
I don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout a check (No bap)
My eyes close when I'm thinkin' 'bout a check (No bap)
Huh, huh, huh, you play in the shit
Know you get stretched (What?)
Huh, yeah, Issey Miyake, all on my chest (Woo)
Uh, yeah, pussy and designer, all on her dress (Woo)
Yeah, checkin' her swag, she swaggin' the best (Ah)
(I know)
Check out my swag, nigga (Ah)
Check out my bitch too (I know it's been hard)
What?
Uh, uppin' my clip
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, huh, you know I get money
All in the hill
Palm Springs, dummy, play in this shit
Knock off of ya tummy
Uh (What?)
We coachin' ya living, while countin' up digits (What?)
Ain't worried 'bout these peasants
Uh, they all in they way (Homixide, Homixide)
We spend it for days, huh (Homixide, Homixide)
Yeah, we eatin' lil' boy for lunch, filet mignon (What? I know)
Yeah, hunnid band on me, plates, so you know he got ate (Ah)
Yeah, hunnid man on the top
So you know he got sprayed (Ah, I know it's been hard)
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
You know we rock this way (Ah)
Yeah, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Tatted on my face
Shwhat? (Uh)
We change the way that we livin'
All in the hills, it's Beverly
Came out the block scrapin' Ecstasy
Thankin' to God, he bless us
And they still got a nigga flamed for they life
Wanna be a boss, pay the price (Homixide)
I'm sippin' codeine without the ice, hold on (Hold on)
I can't show what I'm going through (Hold on)
No, I can't make the wrong moves (Hold on)
Put a nigga ass on Channel 2, huh, huh (Homixide)
Life's rough so don't cry, puttin' 'em out on the front lines
Homixide, yeah, the top five
Shawty only think like me, dressin' all black like me (Let's go)
Red bottoms on her feet (Let's go)
She cleanin' it up, chlorine
Baby, you fuckin' with a nigga out the streets
I can not sit down and get nothin' to eat
Let's go outta state and get out the scene
California breeze, walkin' on the beach
Huh, huh, uh, uh
(I know)
(I know it's been hard)
(Being alone)
(I know it's been hard)
(I know it's been hard)
What?
Yeah, ice, shawty somethin' nice
My type, huh, bad bitch bright
Yeah, I'm keepin' my tool, yeah
I ain't going like old dude (What?)
Uh, yeah, black diamonds, yeah, they come out the pool (Woo)
Yeah, water fool (Woo), yeah, the pussy so wet
She give me neck and I swish the bitch (What?)
Uh, yeah, I know it's the best (What? I know)
Uh, yeah, and I swear it's the best, uh (What?)
41 pointers, huh, ain't nothin' less (No bap)
Huh (No bap)
I don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout a check (No bap)
My eyes close when I'm thinkin' 'bout a check (No bap)
Huh, huh, huh, you play in the shit
Know you get stretched (What?)
Huh, yeah, Issey Miyake, all on my chest (Woo)
Uh, yeah, pussy and designer, all on her dress (Woo)
Yeah, checkin' her swag, she swaggin' the best (Ah)
(I know)
Check out my swag, nigga (Ah)
Check out my bitch too (I know it's been hard)
What?
Uh, uppin' my clip
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, huh, you know I get money
All in the hill
Palm Springs, dummy, play in this shit
Knock off of ya tummy
Uh (What?)
We coachin' ya living, while countin' up digits (What?)
Ain't worried 'bout these peasants
Uh, they all in they way (Homixide, Homixide)
We spend it for days, huh (Homixide, Homixide)
Yeah, we eatin' lil' boy for lunch, filet mignon (What? I know)
Yeah, hunnid band on me, plates, so you know he got ate (Ah)
Yeah, hunnid man on the top
So you know he got sprayed (Ah, I know it's been hard)
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
You know we rock this way (Ah)
Yeah, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Tatted on my face
Shwhat? (Uh)
We change the way that we livin'
All in the hills, it's Beverly
Came out the block scrapin' Ecstasy
Thankin' to God, he bless us
And they still got a nigga flamed for they life
Wanna be a boss, pay the price (Homixide)
I'm sippin' codeine without the ice, hold on (Hold on)
I can't show what I'm going through (Hold on)
No, I can't make the wrong moves (Hold on)
Put a nigga ass on Channel 2, huh, huh (Homixide)
Life's rough so don't cry, puttin' 'em out on the front lines
Homixide, yeah, the top five
Shawty only think like me, dressin' all black like me (Let's go)
Red bottoms on her feet (Let's go)
She cleanin' it up, chlorine
Baby, you fuckin' with a nigga out the streets
I can not sit down and get nothin' to eat
Let's go outta state and get out the scene
California breeze, walkin' on the beach
Huh, huh, uh, uh
(I know)
(I know it's been hard)
(Being alone)
(I know it's been hard)
Credits
Writer(s): Keyon Thomas, Herrick Thomas Brent, Vadim Novytskyi
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