Gonna move all the weight running 3 tiers ahead like gangster bait on i-10 while gatora wait run the real ones with the great estate respect the time and never wait hit the ground rhnning running like the bass kickn on the 808 got the the m3 cruising piping gas carbon fiber everything with tinted bank glass leave you standing leave holding ass when i pass ttake sould to church motherfucker this a hlack mass homies round here trying to spit fire leaves the tweeter empty and alot to desire cant need ever find the fuckin buyer just a higher wire flyer bout to hit the frier a liar shyer crier who made the wrong left ended up in the wrong side of rhe chicken nest but i got spices the secret type of zest. catch you skipping while im sipping out my juice glass leave you spinning while im winning, got me grinning on my pass set the bait in hook, throw the line in the wind im a pro on real, like tossing poison glands while smokin sharks fin hit you hard to win when i start to dall asleep darkness seeping in the seams something looming in my dreams seems like it is watching me as i a claw at my sheets caught me breathibg heavily as j whispering airily are you friend or enemy it started staringly dauntily an it said dispajribgly hush litlle girl goto sleep time for u to start founting sheep youll find out when goto sleep now not another peep soob you woll find what you reap goto sleep (repeat) the rain falls on the skin cant fill the space within gotta kick in the door to find her on the floor dont know how much more i can ignore these actions and the kiss i want more