Riding through the city switching cars
I been across the country, ya'll just move within your auras
In your county u ain't popping u just counting on that car note
Hunter for that bounty like you stole some shit I borrowed (who you follow?)
Still CG who f*ck you thought this was, boy?
Get up in your tv watch my city show me love, boy, breakin' down this bud
Boy I got that plug, shout my brother out in Cali for supplying all these drugs
To these niggas on my team
Hardly ever sober gotta keep my system clean, I'm the captain to these soldiers
Still I be up on my knees, I had to ask The Lord
Why You bless me with these things?
Got me feeling paranoid
Who them boys that be making all that noise? (paranoid)
I really can't afford to blow it (paranoid)
Gotta live this 'til it's over (paranoid)
She's a monster on my sofa and I know it
Hoe, don't blow it
When I get in that Mercedes I'ma floor it
Ain't no killer but I'll suicidal door it and get it really, really high like I'm on the Sistine floor, bitch
Sipping on this vino trying starters
An appetite for anything expensive like the Carters
Need more oil for this salad if I got it then they have it
Them my brothers from the another, most they father's lives were tragic
When you grow up in the hood, Boy, single mama status
Seen some niggas turn from good boys and now they carry baggage, they be tripping
And sipping on that s*** that turn you addict
They be high and all alone like their rooms are in the attic
I'm just sayin man I'm here for you and I know my life look easy but you stay loyal
I ain't asking for no freebies but I is Royal
Teachers want my ass employed but I can't
College made me paranoid
Who them boys that be making all that noise? (paranoid)
I really can't afford to blow it (paranoid)
Gotta live this 'til it's over (paranoid)
She's a monster on my sofa and I know it
Hoe, don't blow it
When I get in that Mercedes I'ma floor it
Ain't no killer but I'll suicidal door it and get it really, really high like I'm on the Sistine floor, bitch
Von Graves - The Noid Lyrics
Von Graves - The Noid Lyrics
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Riding through the city switching cars
I been across the country, ya'll just move within your auras
In your county u ain't popping u just counting on that car note
Hunter for that bounty like you stole some shit I borrowed (who you follow?)
Still CG who f*ck you thought this was, boy?
Get up in your tv watch my city show me love, boy, breakin' down this bud
Boy I got that plug, shout my brother out in Cali for supplying all these drugs
To these niggas on my team
Hardly ever sober gotta keep my system clean, I'm the captain to these soldiers
Still I be up on my knees, I had to ask The Lord
Why You bless me with these things?
Got me feeling paranoid
Who them boys that be making all that noise? (paranoid)
I really can't afford to blow it (paranoid)
Gotta live this 'til it's over (paranoid)
She's a monster on my sofa and I know it
Hoe, don't blow it
When I get in that Mercedes I'ma floor it
Ain't no killer but I'll suicidal door it and get it really, really high like I'm on the Sistine floor, bitch
Sipping on this vino trying starters
An appetite for anything expensive like the Carters
Need more oil for this salad if I got it then they have it
Them my brothers from the another, most they father's lives were tragic
When you grow up in the hood, Boy, single mama status
Seen some niggas turn from good boys and now they carry baggage, they be tripping
And sipping on that s*** that turn you addict
They be high and all alone like their rooms are in the attic
I'm just sayin man I'm here for you and I know my life look easy but you stay loyal
I ain't asking for no freebies but I is Royal
Teachers want my ass employed but I can't
College made me paranoid
Who them boys that be making all that noise? (paranoid)
I really can't afford to blow it (paranoid)
Gotta live this 'til it's over (paranoid)
She's a monster on my sofa and I know it
Hoe, don't blow it
When I get in that Mercedes I'ma floor it
Ain't no killer but I'll suicidal door it and get it really, really high like I'm on the Sistine floor, bitch
I been across the country, ya'll just move within your auras
In your county u ain't popping u just counting on that car note
Hunter for that bounty like you stole some shit I borrowed (who you follow?)
Still CG who f*ck you thought this was, boy?
Get up in your tv watch my city show me love, boy, breakin' down this bud
Boy I got that plug, shout my brother out in Cali for supplying all these drugs
To these niggas on my team
Hardly ever sober gotta keep my system clean, I'm the captain to these soldiers
Still I be up on my knees, I had to ask The Lord
Why You bless me with these things?
Got me feeling paranoid
Who them boys that be making all that noise? (paranoid)
I really can't afford to blow it (paranoid)
Gotta live this 'til it's over (paranoid)
She's a monster on my sofa and I know it
Hoe, don't blow it
When I get in that Mercedes I'ma floor it
Ain't no killer but I'll suicidal door it and get it really, really high like I'm on the Sistine floor, bitch
Sipping on this vino trying starters
An appetite for anything expensive like the Carters
Need more oil for this salad if I got it then they have it
Them my brothers from the another, most they father's lives were tragic
When you grow up in the hood, Boy, single mama status
Seen some niggas turn from good boys and now they carry baggage, they be tripping
And sipping on that s*** that turn you addict
They be high and all alone like their rooms are in the attic
I'm just sayin man I'm here for you and I know my life look easy but you stay loyal
I ain't asking for no freebies but I is Royal
Teachers want my ass employed but I can't
College made me paranoid
Who them boys that be making all that noise? (paranoid)
I really can't afford to blow it (paranoid)
Gotta live this 'til it's over (paranoid)
She's a monster on my sofa and I know it
Hoe, don't blow it
When I get in that Mercedes I'ma floor it
Ain't no killer but I'll suicidal door it and get it really, really high like I'm on the Sistine floor, bitch
Writer: Christian Graves
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