Yeah yeah
I just hope I make it
I just hope I make it
I ain't no dummy, even though I crash whips
Love my money blue, but I ain't no Crip
Want a bad bitch dancing on me like Shakira
I don't hate my self, can't look in the mirror
Life goes on like Shakur
If I hit a bong you can bet that's cleared
Roll a truck like a joint like a joint, lost my ear
I just dropped 15 songs no features, feel like I'm preaching
Lean in my cup got me leanin'
Pop a Percocet now I'm sleeping
Double cup stuff got me codeine dreamin'
Pretty little bitch only kiss her half past five just like The Weeknd,
She ain't nothin to brag about, bitch is just decent
Bitches be scheming, act like they down for you
Until you need em' but I don't need em'
Life got me thinking
Yeah, I'm fresh off a forty and my breath start stinking
I'm a rob a cop car feel like I was Tweeder'
Yeah I feel like Tweeder
Yeah a bad bitch on my line said she wanna see me
Woke up next morning she got back with the ex she was leaving
And it ain't the first or the second time she just three-peated
Hiding behind the tint can't see me
Yeah, I feel like I was John Cena
And I miss my cousin, even though it's f*cked up
I been feelin' way mistreated
I can't really blame him for the way that he's being
Everything happen for a reason
And I miss my cousin, even though it's f*cked up
I been feelin' way mistreated
I can't really blame him for the way that he's being
Everything happen for a reason
I just hope I make it
I just hope I make it
Man I'm really coming from the muhf*ckin' basement
How my dick taste everybody done taste it
Everybody nowadays two-faced
I just want all my money blue faced
So many thoughts in my mind that I wish I could say
So many dreams I had but never had what it takes
Finally said f*ck it and went on a limb doin' this shit for myself f*ck all my fake friends
They don't know where the f*ck that I've been
Just gotta keep on goin' just gotta keep on sippin' this potion
Best thing I ever said never was spoken everything I do got a motive
Roll up the window and let's get to smokin' so many hits to my lungs got me choking
So many hits now I'm choking got me choking got me choking
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Yeah yeah
I just hope I make it
I just hope I make it
I ain't no dummy, even though I crash whips
Love my money blue, but I ain't no Crip
Want a bad bitch dancing on me like Shakira
I don't hate my self, can't look in the mirror
Life goes on like Shakur
If I hit a bong you can bet that's cleared
Roll a truck like a joint like a joint, lost my ear
I just dropped 15 songs no features, feel like I'm preaching
Lean in my cup got me leanin'
Pop a Percocet now I'm sleeping
Double cup stuff got me codeine dreamin'
Pretty little bitch only kiss her half past five just like The Weeknd,
She ain't nothin to brag about, bitch is just decent
Bitches be scheming, act like they down for you
Until you need em' but I don't need em'
Life got me thinking
Yeah, I'm fresh off a forty and my breath start stinking
I'm a rob a cop car feel like I was Tweeder'
Yeah I feel like Tweeder
Yeah a bad bitch on my line said she wanna see me
Woke up next morning she got back with the ex she was leaving
And it ain't the first or the second time she just three-peated
Hiding behind the tint can't see me
Yeah, I feel like I was John Cena
And I miss my cousin, even though it's f*cked up
I been feelin' way mistreated
I can't really blame him for the way that he's being
Everything happen for a reason
And I miss my cousin, even though it's f*cked up
I been feelin' way mistreated
I can't really blame him for the way that he's being
Everything happen for a reason
I just hope I make it
I just hope I make it
Man I'm really coming from the muhf*ckin' basement
How my dick taste everybody done taste it
Everybody nowadays two-faced
I just want all my money blue faced
So many thoughts in my mind that I wish I could say
So many dreams I had but never had what it takes
Finally said f*ck it and went on a limb doin' this shit for myself f*ck all my fake friends
They don't know where the f*ck that I've been
Just gotta keep on goin' just gotta keep on sippin' this potion
Best thing I ever said never was spoken everything I do got a motive
Roll up the window and let's get to smokin' so many hits to my lungs got me choking
So many hits now I'm choking got me choking got me choking
I just hope I make it
I just hope I make it
I ain't no dummy, even though I crash whips
Love my money blue, but I ain't no Crip
Want a bad bitch dancing on me like Shakira
I don't hate my self, can't look in the mirror
Life goes on like Shakur
If I hit a bong you can bet that's cleared
Roll a truck like a joint like a joint, lost my ear
I just dropped 15 songs no features, feel like I'm preaching
Lean in my cup got me leanin'
Pop a Percocet now I'm sleeping
Double cup stuff got me codeine dreamin'
Pretty little bitch only kiss her half past five just like The Weeknd,
She ain't nothin to brag about, bitch is just decent
Bitches be scheming, act like they down for you
Until you need em' but I don't need em'
Life got me thinking
Yeah, I'm fresh off a forty and my breath start stinking
I'm a rob a cop car feel like I was Tweeder'
Yeah I feel like Tweeder
Yeah a bad bitch on my line said she wanna see me
Woke up next morning she got back with the ex she was leaving
And it ain't the first or the second time she just three-peated
Hiding behind the tint can't see me
Yeah, I feel like I was John Cena
And I miss my cousin, even though it's f*cked up
I been feelin' way mistreated
I can't really blame him for the way that he's being
Everything happen for a reason
And I miss my cousin, even though it's f*cked up
I been feelin' way mistreated
I can't really blame him for the way that he's being
Everything happen for a reason
I just hope I make it
I just hope I make it
Man I'm really coming from the muhf*ckin' basement
How my dick taste everybody done taste it
Everybody nowadays two-faced
I just want all my money blue faced
So many thoughts in my mind that I wish I could say
So many dreams I had but never had what it takes
Finally said f*ck it and went on a limb doin' this shit for myself f*ck all my fake friends
They don't know where the f*ck that I've been
Just gotta keep on goin' just gotta keep on sippin' this potion
Best thing I ever said never was spoken everything I do got a motive
Roll up the window and let's get to smokin' so many hits to my lungs got me choking
So many hits now I'm choking got me choking got me choking
Writer: Thurman Icenhour
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