young grizzly split 146 bpm I ain't splitting with nobody people fake and idk about other cats in my town kc threw the town I don't know about them because I'm where I'm at and I'm cooll with that no caddillac no paper gotta job, but bills paid every month with transactions leave you broke feeling hopeless sometimes we feel grimy and dodge the lime light splitcha witcha used to have a sister that could supply my every need but not today all by my lonely somedays riding with my cape the mask the gold flask blazing hash opium was where it was at slanging dope and Crack back in the day b4 my son was born oh I ain't got no cigarettes yea I'll blow that horn all herb ganja from God that's daily night time I might drink a couple brews leave ya in your tomb to reap then I creep beating down the street something like uhhh n64 doom 2 feet 2 fist 2 fist that clench gripping my grain lead or better undercover brother gets some cheddar rittz or better