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Milk & Sugar

 

Milk & Sugar

(альбом: Milk & Sugar - 2014)


Milk and sugar
Tea and honey
I thank my God
Then go get this money
They watch my numbers
And they treat me shady
Keep me covered going in this might get wavy

Pick it up where I left off
Nothing left at the press box
And they heard Imma twist my dreadlocks
Like you best not
Fix me up with that headshot
Cause this world be spinning too fast for me
Hard times we take them casually
No problems got no enemies
I hope eerything good don't end!
Palm trees and g Pens
Think I'm fallin in the deep end
Yeah, but I hang 10
This that bang bang boogie
This that grand slam rookie
Stay good like gram made cookies
Do shit they swear we couldn't
Yo this my exposition
And the more they talk the less I listen
Y'all just sit around and smoke them blunts and blame the system
Quite ambitious
Check those packages we been delivering that's the difference
Moving through the city looking all suspicious
Rasta vision, cutting checks, killin competition
Through the legs, only shoot swishes, only mess with cute bitches
The stoop kids of LA
Said I'll be here for a minute then I'm gone the next day
But that's okay
Let me worry bout me
She be like while don't you just stay
I got too much up on my plate
I'll be back around the way
I been moving in my '92
Honda civic coupe
With the sunroof missing too
I feel like mista cool
No one said a thing 'bout rules, so we make our own
Roll it up I'm coming through
I need that for my dome
Born some time in '95
I had my smile wild shouts to cops who let it slide
It's been a wild ride
This my light I let it shine
They never put it out do that shit they talk about, what you 'bout

Milk and sugar
Tea and honey
I thank my God
Then go get this money
They watch my numbers
And they treat me shady
Keep me covered going in this my brother wavy

I'm singing cause I wanna sing
I'm singing cause I wanna sing
I'm singing cause I wanna sing
I'm goin in cause I don't give a fuck a what a ring
Yea all the bitches comin at me from the store
Shoppin out the corner store
Out the window bro
How you gonna show up in a benz like that ho?
You ain't makin no chedda!
How you gonna show up in a benz like that ho?
You ain't no betta!

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