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Ayy, ayy Yeah, yeah Oh my God, Ronny Ayy, woke up, shit, like fuck today, I might sip the syrup straight Drownin' my emotions in abyss, like shit, that's e'ryday I'm movin' on the block, got that thing right by my side They just hatin', I'm gon' pop, they just hatin', I'm gon'- Okay, I woke up, shit, like fuck today, I might sip the syrup straight Drownin' my emotions in abyss, like shit, that's e'ryday I'm movin' on the block, got that thing right by my side They just hatin', I'm gon' pop, they just hatin', I'm gon'- Okay, two pills in my system, I cannot function or move Hol' up, xanax pill on xanax pill, like, hold up, what I do? Better yet, 2K for a walkthrough Lil' bitty bitch come fuck with the crew Percocet keep me focused, homie, slowly Like I can't let them know, that you know me Connection movin' too fast, my skeletons on my ass But fuck it, I'm 'bout to spazz I just fuck in the coupe, while I check the stars up in the Wraith And when your bitch drop that neck I float to outer space Wait, they not safe, if they pull up in this state I got racks up off the stage like I was born to be a legend How they take this swag today, and if I'm lyin, then I'm dyin' But this facts, so bitch I know I'm straight I'm birthin' rappers everyday Underground king, I'm Yao Ming, you can't step in the paint Claimin' that you eatin' off my plate, but yet you dead weight Claimin' that you eatin' off my plate, but yet you dead weight Underground king, I'm Yao Ming, you can't step in the paint Ayy, woke up, shit, like fuck today, I might sip the syrup straight Drownin' my emotions in abyss, like shit, that's e'ryday I'm movin' on the block, got that thing right by my side They just hatin', I'm gon' pop, they just hatin', I'm gon'- Okay, I woke up, shit, like fuck today, I might sip the syrup straight Drownin' my emotions in abyss, like shit, that's e'ryday I'm movin' on the block, got that thing right by my side They just hatin', I'm gon' pop, they just hatin', I'm gon'- You a bitch ass, hoe ass fuckboy, why you playin? And you claim you gettin' money but them racks be steady vacant All I know is chasin' check and keep a minimal conversation But them 24s slide now, diamonds sluggin' wide now Pourin' out some more 'cause ain't no champagne when we ride now Crack the seal, I'm fine now Codeine flowin', I can't feel a thing, like, shit I'm tired now Pussy boy, he hatin' 'cause I'm next but we won't mind it now Success the best revenge and I get mine, if not, I'm firin' out Rackaid, rackaid, rackaid, my accountant, now he signin' out I can't fuck that bitch 'cause, shit, we both in different timezones Diamonds look like Fiji water, your shit look like rhinestones We hollow in the chest, but yeah, the bullet blow his mind out I'm really on my grind now Glock .45 right by my side, that's how I'm ridin' now And niggas disrespect it or just test it, we gon' come around Playin' with these bitches like the coach just called a time out Woke up, shit, like fuck today, I might sip the syrup straight Drownin' my emotions in abyss, like shit, that's e'ryday I'm movin' on the block, got that thing right by my side They just hatin', I'm gon' pop, they just hatin', I'm gon'- Okay, I woke up, shit, like fuck today, I might sip the syrup straight Drownin' my emotions in abyss, like shit, that's e'ryday I'm movin' on the block, got that thing right by my side They just hatin', I'm gon' pop, they just hatin', I'm gon'-
Writer(s): Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Ronald Spence, Isaiah Rivera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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