Oh, sometimes I get so ahead of myself Feel like I'm runnin' in circles Oh, and I'm just holdin' onto my belt I need smoke just to exhale Oh, and I get so ahead of myself But I'll make it out somehow So roll now another one, roll one, another one up and put it All in the air now How many souls do you touch a day? How many hoes do you fuck a day? How many flows do your thought convey? How many "No" you can't walk away? Depending on the way I feel, I might kill everybody around me Might heal everybody around me, how the wind blow Open your window, at the debris and never let me in I kick back with kick though Maybe if I could live a hundred years that be real? Pay me if Imma be rhymin' these homonyms Crazy my others, yeah, wait 'til my momma knew My daddy said a Mercedes had haunted him But now I got one, I'm ridin' shotgun With a three-piece chicken dinner and shot gun I bring your weekend to an end and pop one I'm in the deep end, boss nigga you not one And I believe in Kool-Aid and God's son Do you believe that Black man is our son? I made enough residuals to hide some I gave enough, my niggas know I divide some I told Zay, I'm the best rapper since twenty five Been like that for a while now, I'm twenty-nine Any nigga that disagree is a fuckin' liar Pardon me, see my alter ego was Gemini He and I been around ever since Reagan was criticized Might stay in the Trump tower for one week Spray paint all the walls and smoke weed Fuck them and fuck y'all and fuck me I proceed my last check in proceeds To all the kids, the hood, the bricks, the books To fix the blocks we on to right my wrongs The word, to give the life we live as I get...
Cut my hair and bump my head and fell on top And run on sins, and front on friends If we don't win then pay your Tithes and mend your fins And we alright, the KO kins on big o' rims And LA hoes, if that ain't rolled up, I ain't go I ain't home, I ain't them, I ain't them No more ends and no more trends And photo tint and photo lens, notice this Pour this shit, bonafide, woe is me Bowl of grease, naked pimp, beamin' up, clean as fuck Other side chill for niggas, makin' life look clear for niggas Hill for niggas, tip top cliff for niggas, this the vision side to side So give the nigga, if we honest you gon' miss a nigga Twisted with 'em, this the isms See your bitch might kiss a nigga, which nigga? Get specific Big ass pot, wrist is glistened, your list is shit And your, if it isn't, let's call some titties and scar your face The robe of wrongs has caught a case Other niggas they mob like Cartise from far away All my niggas like: "Calm down" Lovin' life above a reason, just can't find it like a dozen people Catch that vibe at night, and Bobby Whitney Get too tired to write and died in prison Felt like Rob tonight, lost my God tonight?
5 years late but im happy nonetheless!
better late than never 💞
2 years late on the comment but music is forever 😂 glad you’re here
one of the best slowed songs
No way you dropped this masterpiece in slowed reverb 🔥🔥❤
Mann I love this song
You were in your bag with this one here, taking me back 🙏🏾
BUT I'LL MAKE IT OUT SOMEHOW :)
Oh, sometimes I get so ahead of myself
Feel like I'm runnin' in circles
Oh, and I'm just holdin' onto my belt
I need smoke just to exhale
Oh, and I get so ahead of myself
But I'll make it out somehow
So roll now another one, roll one, another one up and put it
All in the air now
How many souls do you touch a day?
How many hoes do you fuck a day?
How many flows do your thought convey?
How many "No" you can't walk away?
Depending on the way I feel, I might kill everybody around me
Might heal everybody around me, how the wind blow
Open your window, at the debris and never let me in
I kick back with kick though
Maybe if I could live a hundred years that be real?
Pay me if Imma be rhymin' these homonyms
Crazy my others, yeah, wait 'til my momma knew
My daddy said a Mercedes had haunted him
But now I got one, I'm ridin' shotgun
With a three-piece chicken dinner and shot gun
I bring your weekend to an end and pop one
I'm in the deep end, boss nigga you not one
And I believe in Kool-Aid and God's son
Do you believe that Black man is our son?
I made enough residuals to hide some
I gave enough, my niggas know I divide some
I told Zay, I'm the best rapper since twenty five
Been like that for a while now, I'm twenty-nine
Any nigga that disagree is a fuckin' liar
Pardon me, see my alter ego was Gemini
He and I been around ever since Reagan was criticized
Might stay in the Trump tower for one week
Spray paint all the walls and smoke weed
Fuck them and fuck y'all and fuck me
I proceed my last check in proceeds
To all the kids, the hood, the bricks, the books
To fix the blocks we on to right my wrongs
The word, to give the life we live as I get...
Zay verse is so hard brah 🔥
Wow thank you rum world!
you’re welcome 💞
Tsss, hermoso tremenda joya.
Man, I never thought I'd hear this slowed
surprise 🎉
dude exactly
Was just thinking of this the other day.
never thought this amazing song would get ruined by a tiktoker
damn ur so quirky@@prodwysp
Ohh mah goooodness
Running in circles
YESS!
💞
2:13
this is fireee 🔥 can you do lapdance by pretty Ricky?
Super 🔥🔥🔥
Kaio-Kens 🔥🔥🔥
2024🔥
crazy
Cut my hair and bump my head and fell on top
And run on sins, and front on friends
If we don't win then pay your Tithes and mend your fins
And we alright, the KO kins on big o' rims
And LA hoes, if that ain't rolled up, I ain't go
I ain't home, I ain't them, I ain't them
No more ends and no more trends
And photo tint and photo lens, notice this
Pour this shit, bonafide, woe is me
Bowl of grease, naked pimp, beamin' up, clean as fuck
Other side chill for niggas, makin' life look clear for niggas
Hill for niggas, tip top cliff for niggas, this the vision side to side
So give the nigga, if we honest you gon' miss a nigga
Twisted with 'em, this the isms
See your bitch might kiss a nigga, which nigga? Get specific
Big ass pot, wrist is glistened, your list is shit
And your, if it isn't, let's call some titties and scar your face
The robe of wrongs has caught a case
Other niggas they mob like Cartise from far away
All my niggas like: "Calm down"
Lovin' life above a reason, just can't find it like a dozen people
Catch that vibe at night, and Bobby Whitney
Get too tired to write and died in prison
Felt like Rob tonight, lost my God tonight?
*bowl of grits
Wow :o
Ayyy
ayeee
@@rumworld thanks for this song. Didn't know i needed to hear this
just wow…
Shit 🔥🤙🏾
Anime?
sailor moon