Beat: Cynikal Prod. "Piano/Strings Track"
dont got no change cant even buy my own shoes
once u in close range im heatin flyin old deuce
in you finger on the trigga barrel to my dome
second thoughts linger too much vigor peril fo my home
barely holdin on to the little life i got left
layin in the hospital half dead got my cot wet
cuz i been wrote~some~shit bout how to choke~a~bitch
she told her man n then he came n smoked~a~dick
now im laid up nurse given me a sponge bath
Lyrics
Yall thought I was gone at Maumee high school
But now im back witta new track man whatcha wanna do
I wanna get crunk wit my dudes n then go smoke some too
Ya know get high as fuck n float away like a balloon
in a monsoon the wind blow the smoke away
I wanna smoke today twist the blunt n choke tha haze
Go numb through my body like gettin knocked wit a shotty
rappin is my hobby fuck sittin on a ducatti
don’t mistake me for gotti im fat but not a bitch
His faggot ass cant even rap n he fuckin rich
If I gotta buy weed catch me in the streets thievin
Smoke every fifteen minutes homie like my ass is fiendin
Always gangsta leanin everywhere u see me
Gimme a couple years n u can catch me on the TV
Spittin them hot flows puttin it down for Maumee
U be watchin my concert like damn he killin em softly
If u don’t like it don’t knock what I do wit my spare time
Blow up at any minute on anybody tryin to steal mine
Name the people here that got dead homies that aint lyin
That u watched dyin in front of ya eyes while ya cryin
Not one not a single fuckin person
Except for ya boy young catch me in the street lurkin
Always puttin work in used to be out on that corner
Til tha boy Jerome took a trip to up the coroner
Now I stopped shit im not tryin to get popped n shit
But every now n then u can spot me coppin shit
I stay cockin shit wit my heat in the street
Young chee jus dropped like mad bars on this beat
