Me... I’m the meaning of creativity certainly perking G
perfectly purposely, working the beat /
I’m the usual suspect, So I’m used to cops lying to cuff us.
But fuck these butt fucks, G’s just adjust.
Beginning by commencing with ditching them we hitting the cuts. /
Ducking and dodging creating some distances, a safe circumference.
Pay attention while I mention that there’s no contention.
Contestants come test it.
Bitches getting hit up, by my connections.
At any instant being dealt, the consequences.
Comatose in at an old folks home... that’s a convalescent.
West coasting 40oz and antidepressants.
How this game goes, its soooo depressing.
CA!
Medical Misdial cannabis, Mary Jane dank. The Bay!
We gifted at getting splifited.
Red eyes high lifted.
Actors try but cannot mimic,
Not even for a little itty bitty instant
Hell nah not even for a little itty bitty instant it’s too different.
They can’t imitate hang or emulate, kicking it the way that we did it.
Bitches!
