jammin
our lost souls’
sad song
(riding cross town straight for you)
I’m tainted
make it bang
ba** up
(my flaws outweighing my virtues)
these one here for bad b**hes yeah
tonight I’m saying bad b**hes yeah
i see angels they ascending yeah
friday night and it’s candescent yeah
this one here for my real f**ing team
holy holy is he’s who ‘suffering
we desert horses we keep running free
good p**y and weed that’d be enough for me
that’d be enough for me
city girls they aren’t naive
welcome to the 1990s
us city boys we don’t dance we tryna leave
i don’t f** with that high society (f** that sh**)
coz i don’t need to extra status
got a airess on a air mattress
she said how u want it yeah daddy
1 level up that rare candy yeah
pokemon sh**
and i got money in my pocket, devil on my shoulder
angel in my bed, and ill never ever call her
i got dirt in my past, fresh sh** in my closet
right next to the skeletons, they dead and forgotten
Its been an hour since smoking Im DUE
I’ll rep my hood until my times through
I’m coming up and I’m bringing my crew
i got some girls and they all fine too (yeah yeah Yeah)
my bank account never did match my IQ
never let expectations define you
i don’t mind kids copying what i do
i know they just tryna shine too
in my hood you better drive through
i hope that you catch the lights too