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