Slurred Words

Slurred words all

Compliments of the lean

She says she into me

But I don't see what she sees

(I don't see it)

I mix the potion in the cup

For a better me (a better me)

I don't make time for chicks now

They stressing me (just cool nuh)

If I love you it's forever

Not temporary (it's forever)

I'm knee deep

in the snow like January

Rock star vibes she wanna

Fuck wid my shades on (Yhh)

My fiend brought a next fiend

I asked where he came from

(A who dat)

I'm thinking bout my cash flow

For the whole year (me a pree)

**** preeing parties

Like they've gone clear

(Moving backwards)

Down bad and low

Couldn't call a friend

Ks vibes shout bout money

Or to ride a yeng (bun up road )

I'm living on my own is seven

Feds necessary (is it)

I never saw this coming texting

On blackberry (mi never see it)

Thought I had the one

For me deep down I wasn't ready

Turning in their grave

I'm serving by the cemetery

I stay sluggy

So the search uncovered nuen

I blocked the bitch

She kept pressing on my buttons

Baddy tryns stick her tongue

In my ear that ain't what I wanna hear

Fiend telling me he's here

I'm here he ain't here

Like he's tryna get me jammed up

Simple task everyday get my bands up

Late night I try piss and I see things

Caressing hands I fall asleep

When she re twist

She tryna hug on me

But I rather hug the curb

So I had to tell that bitch

That we cyah work

**** wanna see results

But ain't puttin work

Bimmer blocked the road off

So I'm driving on the curb

Amg brakes red hot

I can light my cali on it

He try move to me

I try put him on the bonnet

They got me in the station

I'm on e wing

Pissed I can't get

No sleep grown men screaming

Money won't make itself

I'm outside giving fiends help

The past a distraction

You won't see me dwell

Speed limit thirty

I'm doing ninety in it

He could be broke bitches

Just love to pree the image

In this bitches yard bagging

White on the kitchen side

The truth hearts I rather

Tht don't tell me lies

Cali smoke in my lungs

Lean on my breath

Enquiring bout a crime

I got no memory left

I need my feet in sand

But I got my hands in sand

Pure intentions bad actions

I ain't action man

If you don't post

It ain't getting done

I asked why we got pulled

He said misuse of drugs

Riding clean everything

Polish like mr sheen

Nfa cus my prints

Weren't on the scene

I drown my soul

When I'm sipping lean

All I know is sleep

And jugg on repeat

She said I'm straight

Forward and so direct

Yeah you're cute baby girl

But what's your mindset

Cus it seems like girls

Only care bout Instagram

And I ain't into that

That's why I ain't linked her back