Frankis - Iv. Crockpot lyrics

[Verse] We got a lot just to celebrate to heaven I will elevate tryna make a tape since I was eight create debate cause I was great You empty like apocalypse Learnt the word from 2 pacs lips I had to spark a pack of spliffs then go and watch the moon eclipse They try to help and I just save No wonder n***as misbehave because they treat us all like slaves And your Goliath I am Dave-Vid Your words are always over ray-ted And why am I always fay-sed Just don't mind me I'm standing with the trees put my hand in the breeze Dodging all dah debris from dah tittys double d's wear a hat like double d's a b**h name Nazz is on her knees On the mic I had to spazz On the mic you n***as f*gs Cause you claiming you got swag And I think I need a f*g I inhale I take a drag and put your body in a bag and jus leave it in the past cause you n***as never last And ladies love to lift there legs up even though I know there fed up they all need to pick there head up cause we grew the games are through no time to play Seven up If heavens up then why go down When you die your in the ground Pa** in peace don't make a sound release the chains that have been bound I need a crown cause im profound Why they try to tear a me down? Cause I'm black my skin is brown I hear the house creakin I'm steady freakin These n***as catchin bodies Who knows when they gon sneak in But its ok I'm chillin on the beach when I'm in the LA My mind in space when I hit the jay and Jus fly away You caught in an imbroglio n***a you know Imma blow Im never stoppin with the flow I am on top and your below You can't even match the flow Scratch the match and burn the dro I had to match the words with Hov observe the gold when verbs is told A million more miles means a million more minutes I hate it when she smiles makes me feel like I'm a child But hol' up Cause I'm going to fast La Gente love the beat so I had to make it last I'm pippen with the pa** n***as brick I'm on the gla** like em thick they need some a** if they skinny Imma pa** Cause I need to get to cla** Put my fingers in the gra** forte let the music blast just like its from the past And Yall copy n***as style like a stencil your bars are rudimental the penmanship essential [Verse 2] You're under false pretense you pretend to be friends we meet and we greet and go get food to eat An then you on retreat when I'm taking some heat My life is complete when i rip up a beat And you must of never met this n***a man Don't be on the wrong side of the trigga man Poppin pills put they lives up on Instagram For the thrill but they act like we give a damn And Faded out is no doubt In a cloud puffin loud Why they doubt shut your mouth or your out from the clout [Verse 3] Said I'm a general A money making federal These s**a a** mc's ain't held up on my pedestal Tell my bad bad b**h break down the medical She got a big brain so her head game exceptional (uhhhh) Take a photo for that Kodak moment If I get my moment n***a you know imma own it All recess to distress haters wanna talk so I'm giving y'all a Kleenex Rippin' them to pieces imma let them decompose Yall brickin on the beat like shaqs free throws But I suppose the days are getting better Cheifin' on the reefer take a shotty to the header And to the notion That can cause commotion when my brain gone off that potion easy going weed is blowin I'm so high said I'm that guy And its funny that when someone gets a little money Chummy hands is looking crumby bummy n***as fiend for money