AC

(album: A.P.R.I.L - 2019)

This is move-my-mind-mondays
This is your boy mex [?] -mid-mike
And we are sweating in Atlanta Georgia
Hotter than a devil's ass
Kids are going to class
But you know what you gotta do:
(This should be my theme song... to life)
Time to wake and bake baby!
Hello ATL, Rise up

Same dream, same team, same nigga
Promise I ain't change much
Flow go, oh so Mystical
Tell them that its Danger
Sick with it, smoking on medicinal
Higher than an astronaut
Homie say, why you ain't blowing up
Its because I rap a lot
He don't get it, I'ma get it though
All green like its piccolo
Even Shrek, tell em kiss my donkey
Hol' up let me get a mistletoe
Running with the wining team (yea)
We gon' ball [?] clean (yea)
We just be on different things (yea)
Soon enough you'll mention me

You can call a nigga [?] rocks cause I be in the cut
Minding my own
Grinding up strong
Roll them doobies up
Let me smoke, my stress be gone
I don't wanna hurt no body
Whipping like I got kids
If you rolling up, then roll shotty with us

God why hesitate (yea)
Let's levitate, elevate (uh)
Resignate, section 8 (yea)
Love, we got hella plates (eating!)
Up until the last supper (yea)
We get cheaper by the dozen (uh)
I ain't home, at my cousin's
We burning up we're the oven yea

Is you, or is you ain't rolling with us
If you is then I'm rolling it up (Godamn)
Ya
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(Ey ey ey ey, where you from young blood)
Nigga this Oakland, out in the country right here with my kinfolk
These girls don't know me but they want to blow me like Nintendos
Band up, ask around
Breaking bad boy in town
Walter white with the wrist work
They Harden when I'm not around
I don't want the rocket power
Nothing sweet pocket sour
Plenty for residuals
Every hour by the hour
It go tick tock grandpa
Till the piggy bank is ham hop
Life is such a beach
I'm just that nigga from the sandbox

Someone said you became an outcast when you had that stank on ya
Please don't ask me where its from
Yea its all from California
Don't sell weed but I'm what you need
I can call someone over
He must skimp and he pimping
You'll be glad that you know him (What up!)

Smoking presidential in the residential (that Obama)
Lighting like a bomb we got hella missiles (call Osama)
A-salaam-alaikum in my blunt
I ain't racing I'm just pacing please don't take it all at once (burn up)

Is you, or is you ain't rolling with us
If you is then I'm rolling it up
Ya
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