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I’m too Pablo to go pop tho, more Escobar than Picaso
Fat mushroom caps and art hoes
My style ain’t boom bap, it’s art trap
Pouring mud in my Malbec
The sun settin’, now it’s time to leave the house to hit the paper chase
Amazing Race to keep my pockets straight
Two gold chains like I’m Shabba Ranks, in the Cutlass while I’m switchin’ lanes
Still the same, turning down job offers every other day
I told Heather, she like “Damn, maybe you should change,”
But I can’t
Won’t be long before I raise the price
I’m brazy nice, if I was down, I’d be flying kites
I got the keys to a better way of life, 30 bitches like I’m Heidi Fleiss
And I keep ‘em all ‘cause I ain’t never been the flighty type
Chef by day, but at night I turn into Jesus Christ
You get blinded by the lights when my chains on
Different day, but it’s the same song
Trunk full of bud, I don’t see a thing wrong
Still sellin’ P’s, I got hella felonies
Been this way since I was 17
Strollin’ down the River Walk, can’t even drink the water
They got me on conspiracy, but that’s another story
Never worried, keep a pistol in my undergarments
Super clean Ketamine, don’t say I didn’t warn ya
Snitchin niggas on my paperwork
County jain, they brought ‘em in the cell, snuffed ‘em when I saw ‘em
Million dollar bail, lips sealed, Imma need a lawyer
Trafficked heroin before I ever owned a car
Never done nothin’ wrong, I’m not a saint, it’s Sheme the God
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Sheme of Gold - Bound IV
02:52
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I met you down at BSMNT with your camera on
Bitch, you tryna shoot a video?
I knew around this time you had a man
But I was ‘bout to move to Wilmy, I ain’t know where I was stayin’ and man
You had the pasties on your nipples
They was lookin’ soft n suckle, and damn I wanna suck ‘em, and ahhhhh
You got a mind like the deep end, make me wanna dive deep in
It’s funny how we linked at the art show,
When I was just tellin’ B. Heim I love art hoes
You put your number in my phone
And I know we out in public, but this blunt gettin’ sparked thoooooooough
You got a face like a Greek goddess
Me and you like Marcelous and Ms. Wallace
‘23 Mickey and Mallory, in the drop top causin’ problems
And I know it’s just the first night, but that’s word on my Pops, you gon’ be my first wife, aight
Have I missed out the whole time, livin’ life at the goal line
Usually I wait until there’s no time, but your vibe just made a nigga get so suave
So I hit it one more time, then I left for a class that I dropped out
I got too many problems to take on yours
And you don’t even know me at all
Don’t cry of over me, why you fuckin’ up your makeup for
I would wish you the best, but it probably was me
I’m not the type of nigga that you take up for
I’m not the type of nigga that you wait up for
This the type of shit that people break up for
And not to mention, bitch
I got too many problems to take on yours
And you don’t even know me at all
See you got yours, but I don’t got nothin’ at all
So please stop callin’ my phone
I’m not tryna… [gunshots]
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Bad bitch I’m boning, Benzos I’m on em
Pulled up with the chopper like, Lorenzo Lamas
Rap game Tan Sanders, keep the stick in the fanny
Always stick to the script, so I got me some me some Xannies
On god i ain't swerving, i got pounds in this ‘Burban
Got em all in the trash bag, and I'm not even nervous
Ain’t studying’ bitches, I got a bitch and she perfect
Gave the lawyer everything a nigga had, it was worth it
Triple Beam on the table, this flower [flour] ain’t All Purpose
Nigga hit me with counterfeits, next week he was murdered
(Uh, can’t talk about that…chill)
Yeah
Rap Game Tan Sanders, Off-White Ned Flanders
In home studio, I rap and trap in pajamas
I wrote this for yo mama, she probably seen me on campus
Fireman, fireman, I drop on Christmas like Krampus
Ain’t no crampin’ my style, I’ll hit your ass with this hammer
Ain’t no Mario Kart, bitch you get hit with bananas
Bought some Yeezys on accident, I’ll just keep and relax ‘em
(Aw fuck)
Too many new faces, I’m nervous
Come down with Xannies for certain
Please don’t contest me, I’m certain
You’ll meet your maker, them hearses
Slide like Chevy Suburbans, I put them bundles on Center Street
Police know, they seeing me
He’s a problem, get ‘em off the streets to solve ‘em
They beat a plea, come up off ‘em
But it ain’t never no talkin’, pig ain’t never get me to speak
I’m the centerpiece of the squadron, so we can eat
Off the backs of the city fiends, always got it, they need a piece
That pump shot a kid, on a mission, I sweep the streets
I heard your bitch be choosin’ [consensually asked] her to suck me to sleep
I beat the pot to pieces, whippin porcelain
Liquor fuckin’ up my organs,
Got some problems I can’t solve so seek forgiveness from my lord
Preachers preach, the sirens ring, another mother lost her son
To discover that the streets of gold can’t satisfy the hunger
Of a youngin’ from the gutter, always tryin’ to fill the void
So evil gain control, jump off the porch and hit the block runnin’
I was only 15 when I bust that Smith & Wesson
That little boy done tried to check him, in the A I had to wreck him
I was 17 sippin’ Tek while y’all was Qualitestin’
All these drugs that I’m ingesting, I ain’t never injected
So let me tell you, that boy 5 been a issue since I crawled up out my mama’s tissue
On y’all’s ass like Granny took the switch to
Shouts out Tan Sanders, been my dawg since the jit
Watch me grow from musician into a muh’ fuckin’ menace
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
GO CRAZYYY CHICAGO
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
BENZOS I’M ON ‘EM
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I stay tipsy and been busy, fuck wit me
I pull more strings than Thin Lizzy
I’m dedicated, medicated, slangin’ packs ‘cause I ain’t never made it
Shoot the shot, I never hesitated
Niggas celebratin’, I’m in the kitchen whippin’, this ain’t bacon
I made some money off the books, don’t ask me what I’m makin’
Back in ‘06, I took the work from Mix and slayed it
I’m takin bud out to the bricks a lot of niggas hated
Back when I used to Boosie Fade it
I was trappin’ out the trailer, nigga look what I created
I get the pack and split with la familia
Fuck around and cut her off ‘fore she get too familiar
Smokin killa, my mama know that I’m a dealer
That’s why I hit her with some money every time I see her
Used to resent ‘cause I felt like she should be given’ me some
But fuck it, that’s the way it is so Imma make sure she’s good
I came a long way from trappin’ out my mom’s condo
On Harris Street, I would trip in the back with Sancho
Young OJ, I should cop the Ford Bronco
Your boy stay connected, you can call me dongle
OG Max Mozingo hanging over the door frame
The whole thing gone, ain’t had it but 4 days
250 a zip, for a pound, that’s 4k
I’m out on the beach with a bitch and some Bombay
Just another day, but it feels the same
I can see the light through my window pane
I came up, nigga, and the price got raised
Moved out to Wilmy and I bought nice things
Got knocked off, but I bounced right back
My nigga K hit me off with the pack
Doin’ numbers in my dope runners
Homie got the coke so it's gon’ be a cold summer
Don’t ever hit me tryna ask if you can hold something
I’ll bring it to your front door, nigga, no frontin’
You get a better deal if you cop the whole onion
Try to play me, Imma beat you like you stole something
Cold Crush a classic, Wine Stains a classic, Chill Pills a classic, every Boothin’ classic
You can smell it through the fuckin’ plastic
I’m forever trappin’, real rap, no cap, nigga
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You leave me here
Smiling from my ear to my ear
It’s been so long since I’ve felt my worth
Cause I feel like nothing ever changes in my life
When everybody looks the same
I’ve got some places left to go
I just hope that you’re thinkin about me
In a way that makes you happy my love
Colorblind in a white room, yea
And I know that you’re gonna doubt me babe
I just wish the best for all the people I hug
I’ve got nothin’ more to say
I’ll save it for a rainy day
You find me here
Crying from my gear to my gear
It’s been so hard hearing all these words
Cause I feel like nothing ever changes in my mind
When everybody thinks the same way
I’ve got some spaces left to go
I just hope that you’re thinkin’ about me
In a way that makes you happy my love
Colorblind in a white room
And I know that you’re gonna doubt me babe
I just wish the best for all the people I hug
I got nothin’ more to say
I’ll save it for a rainy day
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cydaddy - Jane
02:32
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Jane
The fact that you are leaving is insane
You know that once you leave all these things will never be the same
You helped me fly with Zachary
I would still like to have a cup of breakfast tea
Just to hear you speak
And soon you will be gone
But i wrote this song
And we can sing hey isn’t she great
And when you fly away we’ll think about today
At least we could live it up
Don’t wait
Jane
You know in the Bay Area it’s going to rain
You know that once you leave all these things will never feel the same
You brought the inner Claudio
You had people fighting to sit on the front row
Just to see your plays
And soon you will be gone
But i wrote this song
And we can sing hey isn’t she great!
And when you fly away we’ll think about today
At least we could live it up
Don’t wait
Don’t wait
Jane
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We can go swimmin’, we can feed the sharks anything
And I don’t need a little bird to tell me what to sing
I can go hard, I’m not afraid to show the scars
If you want I can take you in my backyard
We’re swimmin’ in the sound tonight
We’re swimmin’ in the sound tonight
Bring your friends, wait don’t bother
Anytime you know you can holler and tell me so
Bring your friends, or wait don’t bother
Anytime you know you can holler and tell me so
Well I am not afraid to communicate
Early in the conversation we heavily relate
Firmly in the constellation it’s strong but it’s strange
That I don’t have to act deranged
Every time of day
Just say hello
Get it started
Let it go
I can go hard
I’m not afraid to play my part
If you want I’ll let you into my heart
We can break some ground tonight
Wait don’t bother
Anytime you know you can holler and tell me so
Wait don’t bother
Anytime you know you can holler and tell me so
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