Coyote Beatz - June 13th lyrics

[Verse: AK] Floatin' high OG skunk and blunt, I'm fried Mom produced a Gemini, so I'm usually twice as fly Sorry Houston, height reducing Test the gods, how 'bout you try? Step to dog lose bone from spine Don't be a clone get a hold of your mind, n***a Stoned, sipping slow off a pint Get engulfed with the times Every line shine gold like I wrote them in a mine Mute a n***a's soul like a n***a was a mime Everyday I feel gold, Abdul in his prime Had to change my moves like I'm playing Street Fighter Now I never lose n***a leave retired Show you how I do when you see that she's mine Had a dream and I turned that sh** into real life Lax in the back but the pack never solid Rap give me racks but a stack never counted Strapped with the packs and everything around it Plus a b**h with an a** that detract all my problems Zip in the stash every time on the scene Keep a n***a bag, all this ganja for me Pull up on an ave with the squad for the beef Cuz you gotta have war for the times for the peace (peace) Zip in the stash on the scene Keep a n***a bag, all this ganja for me Swerve on the ave with the squad with the beef Already ready for the war homie ride for the piece (piece) Y'all n***as better make way, make way Living out my team, get the f** out of my lane Going nuts for the pay day (pay day) When my moms need a house and my pops needs a Range Pops needs a ounce and a f**in' diamond ring Man I lose count, need a bunch of other things So I can't stop until I reign as a king And the whole generation going hard in the paint (paint) 24 years on this earth Mirror, mirror who the illest I appear [?] Putting sinners in the river, hold them down till they float Tell them haters better bow, we the gods of the coast (coast) Know to bring the loud to the show Hit the famous weed spot for the pounds of the dro (dro) Circus, you a clown with the clothes I enlighten like a circuit, lay it down with the flow Y'all n***as better make way, make way Livin' out my team, get the f** outta my lane Goin' nuts for the pay day, pay day When my moms need a house and my pops needs a Range Pops needs a ounce and a f**in' diamond ring Man, I lose count, need a bunch of other things So I can't stop until I reign as a king And the whole generation goin' hard in the paint, paint