歌詞

I just smoked like 4 blunts When you grind you smoke up Successful on a new play, I planned it when I woke up Times is really changing, you aint got a plan then you done Flexin on the gram and shit I seen you nigga you dumb Been in different places, for escaping and for income OG's all around me, in amazement cause I'm so young Shit I'm just a soldier, trojan call me Nick Young Tryna be one of the realist sis said that I been one Layin down these verses just to perfect got a shit ton Back 2 back 2 back I put that heat out I'm the shit huh Yeah that boy be so real, can't say he got no skill Future hall of famer, its been this way since day 1 Gotta look depart I step in sax and cop the Greyson They swore that I'd be broke then I turned haters 2 believers One thing that I've always been the flyest that they seen huh Since ACW hooping up in the black and blue 1's Straight out the district not the wood but I'm still the truth huh My bars be hitting niggas frown like they around 2 bums Too sick with it all of a sudden I caught the flu bug I was a hidden gem the rarest people knew of Even when I was down I never lost my aura I was making love to angels in a pro club Sometimes we had to get it poppin in my Honda And Now we slide to Angelino's feeling proper
Writer(s): Isaiah Bowers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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