[Chorus 1: Black-Ken]
He's pa**ed out up on the couch and he's strung out off all types of dope, we used to think love was overrated but that was such a long time ago, you've got to know when it's time to start, and you've got to know when it's time to go, we fix it up just to start over cause life is all about timing yo [x2]
[Verse 1: Black-Ken]
I heard your car was a loaner
I heard your broad was a stoner
I heard your in and out of traffic
Straight speeding doing doughnuts
A bad b**h you need to know us
I tell a b**h you need to grow up
She wanna pop a pill and slow up
I'm like baby whats the hold up?
She got no license plate like hold up!
I swear a blow up when I show up
And when I get to see my bro, ah
I tell him grind and meet a quota
I swear a n***a feel like Drake
I'm from the bottom where I go, ah
I'm from the bottom and it's lower
And that's the only life I know of
That ain't no sprite its dirty cola
I'm trying to duck and dodge rollers
I'm trying to duck and the patrollers
And he's my son, I call him solar
Give me a blunt of the sour
Cause we've been at the sh** for hours
He used to move the James Harden
I told him pa** the sh** to Howard!
He told me rapping is for cowards
I wish that he could see me now, ah
But to see me makes him sour
And I've been all the world around, ah
And I ain't seen a bad b**h
Like the one I been found her
I let the rap game astound her
And let the head game surround her
[Chorus 2: Black-Ken]
He's pa**ed out up on the couch and he's strung out off all types of dope, we used to think love was overrated but that was such a long time ago, you've got to know when it's time to start, and you've got to know when it's time to go, we fix it up just to start over cause life is all about timing yo [x2]
[Verse 2: Black-Ken]
If you balling my n***a then throw it up
I couldn't throw it up
I wasn't old enough
And we be boxing out
I call it Golden Gloves
And we be posted up
Until she notice us
I be putting in work
I need a bonus son
Give me a loan for nothing
I start flossing, stunting
Tell a n***a break a leg off f**ing growth is stunted
I got a bad b**h on lock America's most wanted
Send me some weed off with some seeds I tell them I don't want it
She a 7 or and 8 I tell them I don't cuff it
Told them I'm a rude n***a call it push and shoving
I'm 'bout to roll up fat blunts, that sh** got one in the oven
Uh, what you need?
A blunt or an 18
Dab up on the wax paper: Looks like a baked bean
Posted on the corner and I look like a straight fiend
Had to check my life, like what is it?
Cause it ain't me
[Chorus 3: Black-Ken]
He's pa**ed out up on the couch and he's strung out off all types of dope, we used to think love was overrated but that was such a long time ago, you've got to know when it's time to start, and you've got to know when it's time to go, we fix it up just to start over cause life is all about timing yo [x2]