Boy

Don't blow my high/

Don't blow my high/

Don't blow it

Don't blow it





Haha lost scrolls, visions of bastards/

Who sauce, I'm spilling mustard/

Badman reaching constant/

Cosmological in one jump/

Yeah

My rap tough yeah/

You can't stand-off yeah/

So what the fuck you stand for

Man

Sad

Mad that he could not be the man

That lead the men into battling

These demons,syringes turn us minions

Lyrics turn us millions

Weather bring the seasons

So i can see the sun and view the reasons

For all my treasons, the reasons for all of my leanin'



The mic is bleedin'

Phene killin' letter even

He be balancing, even steven

So soon he gon be winnin'

In the system

Spilling criminal wisdom

A shadow maybe they might have missed him

He saddled the horse whispering

Through the wind he broke in

Headin' penitentiary a hundred miles on goin'

You morning

Without warning

Absorbing morning

A blunt

I'm probing

Killing raps orphans, then blunt

I'm probing

Morphing off morphine

My head solid (yeah bitch)

Kill on a feature is policy bitch

Smoke a blunt with me bitch

Sit, you making me nervous you snitch

Badman, even though he don't flinch

Tell your bitch one time on my dick

Why do pussy make you feel rich?

Become wavy when my tidal wave hit