Riverside Jynn - Free Ulbricht lyrics

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)