(keep it up sharkboy)
Finna pop in like a perc
I say, let's play, you better do as simon says
She say, ok, her mouth wide open like a pez
I stay flying in the sky, get these thoughts up out my head
If i'm lying then i'm flying, remember what kodak said
Screaming f*ck the feds, they mad we getting bread
Capped up telling lies, i push em to the side
Ain't down to ride, just in it for the prize
Down bad, lose yo pride, real hustlers gone survive
Fake be falling out, never bite the hand that feed ya
They forgetting, like amnesia
And go blame it on the reefer
I'm up on em like sativa
Bumping me out yo speakers
Go bump em out his sneakers
In the game, they on the bleachers
Hello i'm whyte, nice to meet ya
And i'm charging for my features
I can't be around no leachers
Class in session, i'm the teacher
I'm gone, i'm off the meds
I'm leaning off this red
They sleeping in they bed
I'm up and getting fed
You don't know what i been thru
I put you haters in the rear view
Go cry bout it, here the tissue
Broke, you need to go fix you
Magazines, get ya issue
Got blue pockets, blueberries
They tapped out, they scary
Lost my grill, i blessed the tooth fairy
Don't hang with rats, don't do jerry's
Too official for the whistle
Blast off, nasa missile
I'm loaded, like a pistol
On my point like a chisel
I be riding with the stars, double R
Boot up, off the planet, go to mars
I say, let's play, you better do as simon says
She say, ok, her mouth wide open like a pez
I stay flying in the sky, get these thoughts up out my head
If i'm lying then i'm flying, remember what kodak said
Screaming f*ck the feds, they mad we getting bread
Capped up telling lies, i push em to the side
Ain't down to ride, just in it for the prize
Down bad, lose yo pride, real hustlers gone survive
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English
(keep it up sharkboy)
Finna pop in like a perc
I say, let's play, you better do as simon says
She say, ok, her mouth wide open like a pez
I stay flying in the sky, get these thoughts up out my head
If i'm lying then i'm flying, remember what kodak said
Screaming f*ck the feds, they mad we getting bread
Capped up telling lies, i push em to the side
Ain't down to ride, just in it for the prize
Down bad, lose yo pride, real hustlers gone survive
Fake be falling out, never bite the hand that feed ya
They forgetting, like amnesia
And go blame it on the reefer
I'm up on em like sativa
Bumping me out yo speakers
Go bump em out his sneakers
In the game, they on the bleachers
Hello i'm whyte, nice to meet ya
And i'm charging for my features
I can't be around no leachers
Class in session, i'm the teacher
I'm gone, i'm off the meds
I'm leaning off this red
They sleeping in they bed
I'm up and getting fed
You don't know what i been thru
I put you haters in the rear view
Go cry bout it, here the tissue
Broke, you need to go fix you
Magazines, get ya issue
Got blue pockets, blueberries
They tapped out, they scary
Lost my grill, i blessed the tooth fairy
Don't hang with rats, don't do jerry's
Too official for the whistle
Blast off, nasa missile
I'm loaded, like a pistol
On my point like a chisel
I be riding with the stars, double R
Boot up, off the planet, go to mars
I say, let's play, you better do as simon says
She say, ok, her mouth wide open like a pez
I stay flying in the sky, get these thoughts up out my head
If i'm lying then i'm flying, remember what kodak said
Screaming f*ck the feds, they mad we getting bread
Capped up telling lies, i push em to the side
Ain't down to ride, just in it for the prize
Down bad, lose yo pride, real hustlers gone survive
Finna pop in like a perc
I say, let's play, you better do as simon says
She say, ok, her mouth wide open like a pez
I stay flying in the sky, get these thoughts up out my head
If i'm lying then i'm flying, remember what kodak said
Screaming f*ck the feds, they mad we getting bread
Capped up telling lies, i push em to the side
Ain't down to ride, just in it for the prize
Down bad, lose yo pride, real hustlers gone survive
Fake be falling out, never bite the hand that feed ya
They forgetting, like amnesia
And go blame it on the reefer
I'm up on em like sativa
Bumping me out yo speakers
Go bump em out his sneakers
In the game, they on the bleachers
Hello i'm whyte, nice to meet ya
And i'm charging for my features
I can't be around no leachers
Class in session, i'm the teacher
I'm gone, i'm off the meds
I'm leaning off this red
They sleeping in they bed
I'm up and getting fed
You don't know what i been thru
I put you haters in the rear view
Go cry bout it, here the tissue
Broke, you need to go fix you
Magazines, get ya issue
Got blue pockets, blueberries
They tapped out, they scary
Lost my grill, i blessed the tooth fairy
Don't hang with rats, don't do jerry's
Too official for the whistle
Blast off, nasa missile
I'm loaded, like a pistol
On my point like a chisel
I be riding with the stars, double R
Boot up, off the planet, go to mars
I say, let's play, you better do as simon says
She say, ok, her mouth wide open like a pez
I stay flying in the sky, get these thoughts up out my head
If i'm lying then i'm flying, remember what kodak said
Screaming f*ck the feds, they mad we getting bread
Capped up telling lies, i push em to the side
Ain't down to ride, just in it for the prize
Down bad, lose yo pride, real hustlers gone survive