Lyrics

Uh This beat is straight foolishness Coming from a crew that is cool as shit And I'm high cause my buddha sick And I'm fly, you can tell that my boo the shit She introduce me to her jewish kin I swear she got the smoothest skin Yes sir, I love the life When I press ya, bust the pipe Computer illiterate, I ain't got no type My crew is just killing shit, We ain't got no hype She let me hit off line, I ain't got no swipe I used to want to get rich and nail groupies Coming from the south, I'm Christian they'll shoot me America is psycho, Christian Bale movie I'm the hardest nigga that's drinking kale smoothies At first y'all didn't want me Now you sweat the technique like cross fit junkies Charles on front street Call y'all lunch meat This is how it sounds when a boss gets hungry Might be on a rooftop cooking Don't want to see us shine, then do not look then If I'm in town, I'm surrounded by good friends Some are in Raleigh, Some are in Brooklyn I swear you should spend a Summer in Brooklyn It's good looking I don't kick in the door, I'm just trying to get a foot in And hit some good pudding Niggas couldn't uh It's just us and us Us and us Dawn to Dawn and the Dusk to Dusk Us and Us Yeah, it's just us and us Outsiders ain't guaranteed to be up in this one (naaah) It's just us and us Us and Us If you with the fam then its Dusk to Dusk Dawn to Dawn Charlie Smarts, know that it's on WHAT
Writer(s): Alexander Thompson, James Meyer, Thomas Andrew Kevin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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