Let's Politic

(albüm: Art Of Destruction - 2015)

Bitch I'm fully charged, used to swerve up in a Dodge
[?] cigars, 'til my fingers looked like tar
Talk niggas can't relate, 'cuz they're not from where we are
Used to hit the streets and mall, spray painting tees and all
Now I'm posted up in Cali, [?] is what I'm on
She wanna come and chill, but I'm nowhere where she are
She said bitch I'm looking tropical I wanna take you home
Look here bitch that ain't impossible if you stay alone

I'm up in (Greendale?), gave yo' bitch a wish spell
Riding with the Ten Tail, when I stop, black as hell
Making money, getting money, boy yo' checks come in the mail
I can't put you in the spot if you never won't squeal

Memphis, Tennessee, brought the flow to your ears
All these niggas get equipped, but they ain't well geared
Mayn I'm living head up, ain't nobody that I feel
Watch my car sped up, doing hundreds over hill

Breaking down your bridges if you ever talking shit
If you got the right amount hit my line, let's politic
All these women in my eyes, in they mind Ima [?]
I ain't living for that mind, bitch I'm running after [?]
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