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Now back when kicking it was like my occupation We'd gather round a blunt and share some useless information And throughout our conversation I would find no stimulation Just drama, and some speculation mostly brought from hatin' Now I'm formulating, different situations for my mobbalation Our circle gettin smaller like our Michelin deflating I guess when time ain't on your side the minutes dissipating And people's differences get magnified we not relating I'm out here waitin', for an example saying I was fakin' It's been revealed that I'm one of the realest no debatin' And I ain't have to lie about no shit that I ain't done And most the shit I actually did won't see the sun So leave me in my lane and I'm let me do my thang I throw a stack into the game and watch it boomerang If y'all ain't eatin' I suggest that y'all should do the same And if you throwing salt around don't ever say my name That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers Man I was chillin yesterday and feeling kind of sad Just lost my aunty I apparently was looking bad Somebody had came to show me love and as they shook my hand They acted like they did not know me but I understand See they be into different shit and got they hands in different pots Constant paranoia, from the constant threat of cops I guess somebody went and planted fear up in their heads Now they got wicked words for who they think to be a fed But I say look bwah, nobody was G enough to speak up on it I obviously heard so ain't nobody finna sneak up on it Look I'm sicker than you might have known I'm Waianae raised and 94 blocc, was my second home Don't drop no names cause hoe I like my circle extra small That way I know who ready to ride if I come step to y'all Three solid homies beat your shaky 8 on every trip Don't worry bout me when you free then you can thank me crip But for now ima dip cause bitch I stopped Smoking with haters I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers That's Why I stopped, Smoking with haters I chunk a twamp up and tell'em see ya later I swear I stopped, Smoking with suckers I hit the gas on all of them motherfuckers
Writer(s): Benjamin Tafao Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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