Thing2 - Prologue lyrics

[Verse1: Thing2] Tryna make a mill with my tongue Bread gonna take me home My n***a, Ima get my crumbs Broke but I'm living on the road And I'm tryna play a show Hitch hiking like I used my thumb f** acting Ima write these songs f** them hoes Imma snap these thongs That's that quote you put a hashtag on It's Sketchfam Roll like ten thick and we scoping Bumping rc's in the pent Then we smoke the rest of the potent You f** rappers is streetsweeps I write better lines when I'm dozing I know you don't know what the f** that means But I wrote the line for my homies Everyday we celebrating, cause we getting educated Call the Uber hella faded in the back seat Gonna roll up to the spot, with the whole f**ing squad Flipping off all the cops, yelling "Free Brucelean." One room spot with my father and my sister Now I got the whole planet at my god damn feet Name a motherf**er coming harder out of Denver Than a mixed motherf**er off of Wolcott St Believe it. (Goddam) You n***as better take a breather Blow a nimbus cloud and run around yelling "sh**'s illegal." This purple in my lungs make my capillaries regal Digo dame marijuana necessito medicina (I don't even need to read that sh**, f** that sh** man)