Kelvin fidelin - Blunt blowin freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1:] Yeah I'm a put my shades on Uh I live it up like these are my last dreads If time is money, I'm gonna shave it all.. Ughh, weedpower in my hourgla** n***as faker than some pistols in a powder bag Yeah, I put it down like my legs hurtin' I'm on a natural high, but I fall perfect Some of us are haters, most of y'all lhurvers But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper So love or hate me, I stay hate-free They say we learn from mistakes so that's why they mistaking me I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers All hail fidelin, call it bad weather I stick to the script, I memorize the lines Cause Life is a movie that I've seen too many times You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds And they say never say never, but f** it never mind I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong (ha ha) Hello kelvin, welcome home [Hook:] Yeah And I'm a Blunt blowin' GUcci draws showin' I don't give a lovely motherf** a** n***a With my money growing, no matter where you're goin' You don't need a bus pa**, for me to bust yo a** n***a I'm a blunt blowin' Gucci draws showin' I-I don't give a lovely motherf** a** n***a With my money blowing, don't matter I got more and You don't need a bus pa**, for me to bust yo a** n***a [Verse 2:] Stunna, I got em, I'm back on them b**hes All about my riches, my name should be Richard Cut the bullsh** out, I'm Edward with the scissors Life is a choice, and d**h is a decision Times have changed, but f** it get a new watch I still got the vision like a line between two dots Young money's eating, the label getting fatter And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still sitting at em I'm a bad motherf**er, cause the good die young Everybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum yeah Big money, big money, deep pockets Money talks, and motherf**ers eavesdropping Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting East side, My Piru Damu, I'm a [Hook:] Blunt blowin' Gucci draws showin' I don't give a lovely motherf** a** n***a With my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You don't need a bus pa**, for me to bust yo a** n***a I'm a blunt blowin' Gucci draws showin' I-I don't give a lovely motherf** a** n***a With my money blowing, no matter where you going You don't need a bus pa**, for me to bust yo a** n***a [Verse 3:] Light that weed, I'm a limit smoker See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker And freedom was my girl, until they f**ing took her You could look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids But I don't wanna know, cause sh** I like surprises (ha ha) Why that, why this, why you on that why sh**? Motherf**er ask me why, I say YM Beach bum (yeah), call me ocean drive slim (b**h) Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin Young moola, (yeah) skinnies and some supras Belly of the beast till it pukes Motherf**er [Hook:] Blunt blowin' Gucci draws showin' I don't give a lovely motherf** a** n***a With my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You don't need a bus pa**, for me to bust yo a** n***a I'm a Blunt blowin' Gucci draws showin' I don't give a lovely motherf** a** n***a With my money blowing, no matter where you going You don't need a bus pa**, for me to bust yo a** n***a [X3:] I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Hello fidelin, welcome home It's young mula, baby Young mula, baby b**h I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Hello kelvin, welcome home