n***a I ain't, getting up
What's the point of, written stuff
I ain't want it
You ain't want it
We ain't want it
This enough
Now it's over, but listen up
The cowards sober he lifts it up;
He ain't want it. I ain't want it
Now he wanted from the crowd screaming loud but he's finished, time to give it up. (2x)
[VERSE]
Riding thru the mother f**ing city w/ my woes;
Sippin' on this 40' slam the pedel, and leggo
My n***as bout it, bout it; let the handle cannons blow
My n***as bout it, bout it; let the handle cannons;
Handle on the heat, I picked you pointing at the truth and/
It's just like a small discussion different damage if you suited
Pay to pressure at the sudefed, I'll pick a perfect loser
Man there's fifty shades of powder, pick your poison [be]fore you shoot it
If you shoot it, promise that you'll never touch another drug;
Another moment w/ that f**er, then you're dug up 6ft under
Almost caught a local tweaking off the bubbler
The type of sh** that mountains over top you gonna need to try and shovel her
Sipping on that happiness, no wonder they say "Double Cup"
A couple motherf**ers in the circle like a bubble bu*t
Poking at a picture of a undercover subtle, pucker up because I swore I'd try to use another rubber but-
[HOOK]
n***a I ain't, getting up
What's the point of, written stuff
I ain't want it
You ain't want it
We ain't want it
This enough
Now it's over, but listen up
The cowards sober he lifts it up;
He ain't want it. I ain't want it
Now he wanted from the crowd screaming loud but he's finished, time to give it up. (2x)