Xali - 2 Blunts lyrics

My 2 blunts Got me speaking out too much Motherf** the system See the truth cut Coming at your neck like crew cuts Make a move cuz Most you n***as stuck up in some new love Find a strap and then sleep on a tube blud Soak you easy like a used s*ut That don't mean this straight doe Tell me why the hell we gotta k** for pesos Starved long enough, see the hungy take souls Touch the cake, get a face full See they a push a pound just to make dough Gaining weight off platefuls Couple stacks for the most See they're grateful of herb like maple Come with different type of n***as round the table Few criminals Few criminals Fake duds living fable So typical So typical All schemin' for that money pool Don't give a f** about that lime life Never touched the folk Never play the fool Most n***as don't spend they time right Uh That's common sh** n***as move cool when they're optionless Leave your life with a coffin See they take a leader life without a caution Sitting with the keys at night, like a locksmith Make a noise like Rocksmith Chopping skis, see the body on your block hit Black Caddy rolling topless Got your middle fingers up for the cop pit Know the law can't stop sh** Still smoking on the top piff up in the co*kpit Hit your head when I drop sh** Know the frame for all you f** boys That's money over everything Hoes calling, you avoid Let her know it's over Let it ring Don't waste no time with no chick That means spend no time with your baby girl Fear the house where hope is Steady stuck in the tracks of this hood of this crazy world This sh** don't phase you 'long as p**y n***as pay you Yeah, n***as talk sh**, tell her quick, better say truth Watch her clit leave your brain loose Pa** another drink, *chay?* or bitta c**aine Loose your life for the same noose Feeder to the main lane living off a drug name Police tryn'a slave you What you tell a n***a? Only tryn'a f** with real n***as Power circle, take your money first Tell homie better make the k** quicker Hands fall for this money, hurt Hands fall for this money, hurt Hands fall for this money, hurt Need a light, tryn'a ease my mind No bread talking, this money work Hands fall for this money, hurt Hands fall for this money, hurt Need a light, tryn'a ease my mind No bread talking, this money work f** a n***a gon' do? Hating on Xi 'cause the n***a hold truth I'mma show the whole block how to speak from the pew Common sh** in your booth I see they put a couple bricks on your youth All for drug money, drug money Young thugs share blood 'cause they love ugly Come take my gun from me, tug triggers See when I'm done, dead bodies Hide by the sun in the circle With dank in the dub, when I'm next ganja I'm godly Murder to the cop beat Can't stop me Metaphor, Maserati's See a p**y n***a try clock me Road block me See n***a I'm godspeed Know n***as that chill where the cops be Couple n***as who k** with the Glock piece Hold triggers, so real from the Grot Jeep Can we stop please? Let a n***a murder when they drop beats That's my job Columbine, like my God Roll 1 blunt Out 2 sacks My smack rap Your mind gone My 2 blunts Me and my 2 blunts Me and my 2 blunts My 2 blunts, my 2 blunts, my 2 blunts Yeah n***a My 2 blunts Me and my 2 blunts Me and my 2 blunts My 2 blunts, my 2 blunts, my 2 blunts Yeah