Aye
I mean it's just, it's just one of them days, feel me
8pm in Cali right now, you know I'm just chilling gettin' high, smoking
You know, and start thinking about shit
Then this happens
Shit like that
Look, it's about 8pm, I need some weed so I'm bout to hit the ATM
Let me breathe, it might keep a chest from caving in
I don't rep C's, don't rep B's, but don't play with him
Split him like a pizza, but with fire, so I'm blazing him
I be cutting up, on these beats I got a razor pen
Blessed, they can't convince me otherwise, I'm like a deity
No faucet, I'm like water, so unique I can't be made again
They ain't really seeing me
But I'ma be right here, there and there, like it's three of me
Got heat, like a stick of dynamite, or a TNT
Buggin' ain't no other to compare, ain't no being me
I lose it, he'll be living temporary, like a B&B
Ain't into all that drama, you could leave that shit to TMZ
Wanted bready, was with Spready
In the V we used to zoe shit
Thoughts of posting low boy in the cut, so I could make him bleed
Gotta put a band-aid on them bitches, now I know shit
Can't flow this how I flow shit
Take a few steps back or bro might blow shit
Crazy he react in such a way
Been through a lot of pain and he ain't deal so he tried coping
Dont tempt him or get hit with something potent
And me I really got a lot of rage
Instead of go insane I let it out and I just put it on a page
Cause it just help the roots grow when it rain, and I know that the truth come with some pain
But in the booth, I bring the flame still
And in the woods I used to practice how to flame steel
Tweak, he take a tumble, ain't know Jack was on the same hill
It ain't the same but love and lust to her, the same feel
Making her insane so she popping P like pain pills
She ain't relieved and she sick she feel the pain still
Mobbing with a stick, if you get hit then you remain still
My lil homies run through cribs, like they pay bills
38 malicious, ain't religious but it save shells
And niggas jacking that they real but I can't tell
Don't forget all bullshit got the same smell
Sturdy nigga I'm too solid like I'm made well
And I know where the killers be like I was hunting eight tails
You still the same in that mirror you can't mask it
Put my issues in a blunt and then I ash it
Disrespect you might get treated like a basket
They think I came from nowhere
But nigga this ain't magic
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Aye
I mean it's just, it's just one of them days, feel me
8pm in Cali right now, you know I'm just chilling gettin' high, smoking
You know, and start thinking about shit
Then this happens
Shit like that
Look, it's about 8pm, I need some weed so I'm bout to hit the ATM
Let me breathe, it might keep a chest from caving in
I don't rep C's, don't rep B's, but don't play with him
Split him like a pizza, but with fire, so I'm blazing him
I be cutting up, on these beats I got a razor pen
Blessed, they can't convince me otherwise, I'm like a deity
No faucet, I'm like water, so unique I can't be made again
They ain't really seeing me
But I'ma be right here, there and there, like it's three of me
Got heat, like a stick of dynamite, or a TNT
Buggin' ain't no other to compare, ain't no being me
I lose it, he'll be living temporary, like a B&B
Ain't into all that drama, you could leave that shit to TMZ
Wanted bready, was with Spready
In the V we used to zoe shit
Thoughts of posting low boy in the cut, so I could make him bleed
Gotta put a band-aid on them bitches, now I know shit
Can't flow this how I flow shit
Take a few steps back or bro might blow shit
Crazy he react in such a way
Been through a lot of pain and he ain't deal so he tried coping
Dont tempt him or get hit with something potent
And me I really got a lot of rage
Instead of go insane I let it out and I just put it on a page
Cause it just help the roots grow when it rain, and I know that the truth come with some pain
But in the booth, I bring the flame still
And in the woods I used to practice how to flame steel
Tweak, he take a tumble, ain't know Jack was on the same hill
It ain't the same but love and lust to her, the same feel
Making her insane so she popping P like pain pills
She ain't relieved and she sick she feel the pain still
Mobbing with a stick, if you get hit then you remain still
My lil homies run through cribs, like they pay bills
38 malicious, ain't religious but it save shells
And niggas jacking that they real but I can't tell
Don't forget all bullshit got the same smell
Sturdy nigga I'm too solid like I'm made well
And I know where the killers be like I was hunting eight tails
You still the same in that mirror you can't mask it
Put my issues in a blunt and then I ash it
Disrespect you might get treated like a basket
They think I came from nowhere
But nigga this ain't magic
I mean it's just, it's just one of them days, feel me
8pm in Cali right now, you know I'm just chilling gettin' high, smoking
You know, and start thinking about shit
Then this happens
Shit like that
Look, it's about 8pm, I need some weed so I'm bout to hit the ATM
Let me breathe, it might keep a chest from caving in
I don't rep C's, don't rep B's, but don't play with him
Split him like a pizza, but with fire, so I'm blazing him
I be cutting up, on these beats I got a razor pen
Blessed, they can't convince me otherwise, I'm like a deity
No faucet, I'm like water, so unique I can't be made again
They ain't really seeing me
But I'ma be right here, there and there, like it's three of me
Got heat, like a stick of dynamite, or a TNT
Buggin' ain't no other to compare, ain't no being me
I lose it, he'll be living temporary, like a B&B
Ain't into all that drama, you could leave that shit to TMZ
Wanted bready, was with Spready
In the V we used to zoe shit
Thoughts of posting low boy in the cut, so I could make him bleed
Gotta put a band-aid on them bitches, now I know shit
Can't flow this how I flow shit
Take a few steps back or bro might blow shit
Crazy he react in such a way
Been through a lot of pain and he ain't deal so he tried coping
Dont tempt him or get hit with something potent
And me I really got a lot of rage
Instead of go insane I let it out and I just put it on a page
Cause it just help the roots grow when it rain, and I know that the truth come with some pain
But in the booth, I bring the flame still
And in the woods I used to practice how to flame steel
Tweak, he take a tumble, ain't know Jack was on the same hill
It ain't the same but love and lust to her, the same feel
Making her insane so she popping P like pain pills
She ain't relieved and she sick she feel the pain still
Mobbing with a stick, if you get hit then you remain still
My lil homies run through cribs, like they pay bills
38 malicious, ain't religious but it save shells
And niggas jacking that they real but I can't tell
Don't forget all bullshit got the same smell
Sturdy nigga I'm too solid like I'm made well
And I know where the killers be like I was hunting eight tails
You still the same in that mirror you can't mask it
Put my issues in a blunt and then I ash it
Disrespect you might get treated like a basket
They think I came from nowhere
But nigga this ain't magic
Writer: Khaiyir Davis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid