Texty

Last night was chill felt it when I woke up Called over some hoes and they showed up One had a bottle and the other had the weed And I had well shit I had me and that's all I need Yup besides my cheese i'll be ice cold chillen till I Rip But before I leave lets have some fun Lets down a few brews and lets pass a blunt Fire up the grill and eat a massive lunch And ya whole crew ain't nothing but a cast of punks Say it how I see and see it how I know Thanks to avidadollars we about to blow Starts in Virginia spreads across the globe Still in the same spot stunting with my vogue Hatters still hating on me while they taking notes And that's just how it goes Been up in them trenches heading straight to the pros Never made a mistake for which that I didn't grow So now everything that I've learned is now everything I know Man some of these cats old some of these cats lazy It'll be a cold day in VA the day I'm player hating Lord lady maybe you gon grow up one day Get the fuck up out my face if you are a fuck face Thank lord guess who gotta go Its those cats that's player hating down there down the road Every time we holla avidadollars know the mic scolded Getting older getting wiser Finally grew the fuck up y'all cats getting tired Batmans bane know that the fire is rising
Writer(s): Landon Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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