Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I remember that shit
All them amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I aint never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Trying to take time out of every day to make sure that my homies get all of they praises
Quit your little job and go be your own boss and you won't be complaining about getting no raises
Free all my dogs that's been up in them cages
Locked up for weed and that shit is outrageous
Some people sell buy the books for some wages
I don't see none of them catching no cases
I've been some places that you never seen
I've been some places that you'll never go
Feel like I'm on the road to El Dorado cause you know that I'm in this shit for the gold
I do not care if it's 20 degrees out I'm kicking that bitch right out into the cold
Had to cut one of my homies off over a bitch cause he just couldn't stick to the code
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Bitch where I'm from it get hotter than Hades
This shit gone sell like a rock in the 80s
Bitch we the illest ain't got to debate it
Yeah, you can rhyme but what about your cadence
It been a minute since somebody tried that just mean that I must be doing it right
My homie a felon, and he on probation I'm just trying to see my man boarding a flight
If I take my money, invest it in crypto, retire, I'll never get bored of the mic
I feel like Johnny Depp yeah you heard me, I just went poured me up a mega pint
All of these songs taking up megabytes
Now I cannot f*ck with her if she ain't tight
I would've came back, but I'm caught in the life
No I'll never know if it's wrong it's right (Right, right)
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Ra Stallone - Mega Pint Lyrics
Ra Stallone - Mega Pint Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I remember that shit
All them amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I aint never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Trying to take time out of every day to make sure that my homies get all of they praises
Quit your little job and go be your own boss and you won't be complaining about getting no raises
Free all my dogs that's been up in them cages
Locked up for weed and that shit is outrageous
Some people sell buy the books for some wages
I don't see none of them catching no cases
I've been some places that you never seen
I've been some places that you'll never go
Feel like I'm on the road to El Dorado cause you know that I'm in this shit for the gold
I do not care if it's 20 degrees out I'm kicking that bitch right out into the cold
Had to cut one of my homies off over a bitch cause he just couldn't stick to the code
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Bitch where I'm from it get hotter than Hades
This shit gone sell like a rock in the 80s
Bitch we the illest ain't got to debate it
Yeah, you can rhyme but what about your cadence
It been a minute since somebody tried that just mean that I must be doing it right
My homie a felon, and he on probation I'm just trying to see my man boarding a flight
If I take my money, invest it in crypto, retire, I'll never get bored of the mic
I feel like Johnny Depp yeah you heard me, I just went poured me up a mega pint
All of these songs taking up megabytes
Now I cannot f*ck with her if she ain't tight
I would've came back, but I'm caught in the life
No I'll never know if it's wrong it's right (Right, right)
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I remember that shit
All them amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I aint never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Trying to take time out of every day to make sure that my homies get all of they praises
Quit your little job and go be your own boss and you won't be complaining about getting no raises
Free all my dogs that's been up in them cages
Locked up for weed and that shit is outrageous
Some people sell buy the books for some wages
I don't see none of them catching no cases
I've been some places that you never seen
I've been some places that you'll never go
Feel like I'm on the road to El Dorado cause you know that I'm in this shit for the gold
I do not care if it's 20 degrees out I'm kicking that bitch right out into the cold
Had to cut one of my homies off over a bitch cause he just couldn't stick to the code
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Bitch where I'm from it get hotter than Hades
This shit gone sell like a rock in the 80s
Bitch we the illest ain't got to debate it
Yeah, you can rhyme but what about your cadence
It been a minute since somebody tried that just mean that I must be doing it right
My homie a felon, and he on probation I'm just trying to see my man boarding a flight
If I take my money, invest it in crypto, retire, I'll never get bored of the mic
I feel like Johnny Depp yeah you heard me, I just went poured me up a mega pint
All of these songs taking up megabytes
Now I cannot f*ck with her if she ain't tight
I would've came back, but I'm caught in the life
No I'll never know if it's wrong it's right (Right, right)
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
I remember that shit
All the amethyst crystals, amateur psychics, metaphysical shit
Was an underachiever, acting mischievous, some devilish shit
What I do with my life I got faded
I ain't never had shit and my mom had no whip so I have to go buy a Mercedes
Writer: Robert Stallone
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