Aye niggas thought they goddamn nigga goddamn
Thought they could leave a nigga off dis shit?
Shit
This shit got -?
My mic got a short in dih bitch but ion een give a f*ck
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
I ain't spooked,my blinders up, kno like fear (naw naw)
Cruxicfication of my wallet, hear the cries yea? (shit)
Christ conscious in da concert, losin light years (yea)
Sand drip down the hour, by my scans these niggas never had so much power
I wade thrua da doubta, bitches choose bring me a dower
Not sure a of ya soul, u need insurance for coward
Niggas pick up a cowel, try put on a show, chasing shine for dimes, id get the latter and go
Ge-get the ladder, im ghost, they sell trophies ands toasts
False idols and prophets all wit a helluva boast
These vices at my throat, marijuana my coat, misunderstood, tol' em power fade til i lay in casket wood
Q-Quit wit the slick shit and acting hood, niggas wan hate act like its all good
Naw naw
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
Ask me bout the day before i can't remember pockets (damn)
I got so much shit dont een kno how to drop it (Damn)
I too many woes my psyche snap wats poppin (Godtdamn)
I gotta get it, 12 actin like Xzibit tho lik wats in yo whip bro (woo woo)
I run out, run out and go and go and get mo
These Niggas rollin mid up in they extendos, really keep it indoor
Imma give it all, to the end doe, i ain't sayin much if we'n close for yo info
She been showin love since i broke, get out a Gitmo, get mo, and imma give it back tenfold
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
F*ck a opp peep a opportunity get it poppin
Wave my hands in the air dih my Diddy boppin (cheaye)
I ain't got many objects I ain't got many options
Actions of late, really got me feelin lawless
Its f*ck 12 til the tombstone
Stutter when i slur my speech nigga what is u on
I just wanna fly away my brain like touucan (awa-ahh)
I woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
Second take, other one i lost and done forgot it (bitch)
All my niggas my blood, all my niggas plottin (shit)
Head bop for a head nod, sleep on the giant
Pity party thrower, rather be a flame one
Hangtime on a mili can't hang son
Rey Morado - Dummi Redux (Prod. 4th-I Riddle C) Lyrics
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Aye niggas thought they goddamn nigga goddamn
Thought they could leave a nigga off dis shit?
Shit
This shit got -?
My mic got a short in dih bitch but ion een give a f*ck
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
I ain't spooked,my blinders up, kno like fear (naw naw)
Cruxicfication of my wallet, hear the cries yea? (shit)
Christ conscious in da concert, losin light years (yea)
Sand drip down the hour, by my scans these niggas never had so much power
I wade thrua da doubta, bitches choose bring me a dower
Not sure a of ya soul, u need insurance for coward
Niggas pick up a cowel, try put on a show, chasing shine for dimes, id get the latter and go
Ge-get the ladder, im ghost, they sell trophies ands toasts
False idols and prophets all wit a helluva boast
These vices at my throat, marijuana my coat, misunderstood, tol' em power fade til i lay in casket wood
Q-Quit wit the slick shit and acting hood, niggas wan hate act like its all good
Naw naw
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
Ask me bout the day before i can't remember pockets (damn)
I got so much shit dont een kno how to drop it (Damn)
I too many woes my psyche snap wats poppin (Godtdamn)
I gotta get it, 12 actin like Xzibit tho lik wats in yo whip bro (woo woo)
I run out, run out and go and go and get mo
These Niggas rollin mid up in they extendos, really keep it indoor
Imma give it all, to the end doe, i ain't sayin much if we'n close for yo info
She been showin love since i broke, get out a Gitmo, get mo, and imma give it back tenfold
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
F*ck a opp peep a opportunity get it poppin
Wave my hands in the air dih my Diddy boppin (cheaye)
I ain't got many objects I ain't got many options
Actions of late, really got me feelin lawless
Its f*ck 12 til the tombstone
Stutter when i slur my speech nigga what is u on
I just wanna fly away my brain like touucan (awa-ahh)
I woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
Second take, other one i lost and done forgot it (bitch)
All my niggas my blood, all my niggas plottin (shit)
Head bop for a head nod, sleep on the giant
Pity party thrower, rather be a flame one
Hangtime on a mili can't hang son
Thought they could leave a nigga off dis shit?
Shit
This shit got -?
My mic got a short in dih bitch but ion een give a f*ck
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
I ain't spooked,my blinders up, kno like fear (naw naw)
Cruxicfication of my wallet, hear the cries yea? (shit)
Christ conscious in da concert, losin light years (yea)
Sand drip down the hour, by my scans these niggas never had so much power
I wade thrua da doubta, bitches choose bring me a dower
Not sure a of ya soul, u need insurance for coward
Niggas pick up a cowel, try put on a show, chasing shine for dimes, id get the latter and go
Ge-get the ladder, im ghost, they sell trophies ands toasts
False idols and prophets all wit a helluva boast
These vices at my throat, marijuana my coat, misunderstood, tol' em power fade til i lay in casket wood
Q-Quit wit the slick shit and acting hood, niggas wan hate act like its all good
Naw naw
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
Ask me bout the day before i can't remember pockets (damn)
I got so much shit dont een kno how to drop it (Damn)
I too many woes my psyche snap wats poppin (Godtdamn)
I gotta get it, 12 actin like Xzibit tho lik wats in yo whip bro (woo woo)
I run out, run out and go and go and get mo
These Niggas rollin mid up in they extendos, really keep it indoor
Imma give it all, to the end doe, i ain't sayin much if we'n close for yo info
She been showin love since i broke, get out a Gitmo, get mo, and imma give it back tenfold
Woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
F*ck a opp peep a opportunity get it poppin
Wave my hands in the air dih my Diddy boppin (cheaye)
I ain't got many objects I ain't got many options
Actions of late, really got me feelin lawless
Its f*ck 12 til the tombstone
Stutter when i slur my speech nigga what is u on
I just wanna fly away my brain like touucan (awa-ahh)
I woke up wit hella scars from my nightmares
Second take, other one i lost and done forgot it (bitch)
All my niggas my blood, all my niggas plottin (shit)
Head bop for a head nod, sleep on the giant
Pity party thrower, rather be a flame one
Hangtime on a mili can't hang son
Writer: Erik Tuft
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid