15

If ya seen me 15

I was boxin my mama burban

Side to side swervin

My cup full of my mama bourbon

Pockets neva hurtin

Hit hard times

But I hit back

Quick on the block

Pitchin that crack

Had to get my own

Cuz them haters always pinchin my sack

Facts

Get it get gone

N once I’m gone

I ain’t ever comin back

MVP of my team

Better gimmie that plaque

Life was a dream

Boi I ain’t what I seem

Cut from a rugged cloth

I was stitched at the seem

Don’t matter how much it cost

I live by the cream

It’s nothing to me

Perplexing perfection

Is perception

From people who think

You ain’t what you are

Flexing on me you ain’t gone get far

Connection from J Piece

Will leave you seeing the stars

Smoke session fat blunts

In succession

Stuff with runts

Will have you layin in yards