Senseigod - Distant (feat.Rell Marlee) Lyrics

This the realest shit I ever wrote
This the dopest shit I ever smoked
Hustle and my grind is all I got with a couple dollars and a little hope
My right hand man and a warm coat
This cold world ain't for many folks
So when the chance come to leave this place
I promise you I wont choke
Im from where the dreams are distant
We dont nae nae we just whip it
Up in kennedy fried counting up all of this chicken
I find me a bag then i flip it
Split me a dutch mind my buisness
Your bitches mind on my buisness
I wish i could say i was kidding
I wish i could say i was kidding
She bad to you when she go missing
Im f*ckin her good in my kitchen
She calling her friend for assistance
Get back to the buisness go get it
Get back to the business I get it
3.5 what's in it
Money on the table let's get it
Imma special kinda cat
Right or wrong im speaking facts
I never forget where i come from
Yankee fitted with a side patch
Harlems always where its at
We start the trends and give world that
She want the dick i give her all that
And leave the convo on the door mat
Everyday i feel i grow up
Still that nigga that dont pour up
I chef a plan and then i roll up
I need money i cant fold up
Work a hustle till it smell must
Moms trippn cuz im movin sus
Bills payed she aint saying much
Potheads got me in a rush
Missing calls gettin laid
Step back on a hoe like a fadeaway
I smoke to make my troubles go away
The stress done made me see no light of day
The shit I seen with color turning grey
F*ck it tho what else I gotta say
Backwood I dont ever weigh
Quarter pound in the ash tray
I cant turn my diamonds flash off
Strawberry that's a bad cough
My bitches strut to me on asphalt
She grab attention it's her ass fault
The shit that's on me they dont make no more
Or probably some shit you ain't see before
My name is known to travel like a tour
I got my own I do not need what's yours
Im from where the dreams are distant
We dont nae nae we just whip it
Up in kennedy fried counting up all of this chicken
I find me a bag then i flip it
Split me a dutch mind my buisness
Your bitches mind on my buisness
I wish i could say i was kidding
I wish i could say i was kidding
She bad to you when she go missing
Im f*ckin her good in my kitchen
She calling her friend for assistance
Get back to the buisness go get it
Get back to the business I get it
3.5 what's in it
Money on the table let's get it
Money driven never sober still aint got me a Chaffeur
Shoulder everything I'm spose to Hold em down like its poker
Build em up like it's tetris break it down then I text it
Got a baddie from texas She eat me up then make breakfast
Use to want me a lexus now i want me a rover
I got all these goals and I'm only getting older
See these streets so cold and its only getting colder
Yeah those all ya bros a bunch of rats and cobras
Killin beats that's a massacre watch me hustle hard like a Galager
Got a half a pound in the accura If you take a break then I'm passing ya
I ain't really wit the acting but a nigga tone deaf when they asking stuff
Conquer Rome next then I ash the blunt
Got a strong urge just to stash and run
I need my space roll a 8th and ima take that to the face
Forgiatos when I pull up to the place Purple nuggets rolled I'm on a paper chase
Don't I do it don't i do it don't I
Im from where the dreams are distant
We dont nae nae we just whip it
Up in kennedy fried counting up all of this chicken
I find me a bag then i flip it
Split me a dutch mind my buisness
Your bitches mind on my buisness
I wish i could say i was kidding
I wish i could say i was kidding
She bad to you when she go missing
Im f*ckin her good in my kitchen
She calling her friend for assistance
Get back to the buisness go get it
Get back to the business I get it
3.5 what's in it
Money on the table let's get it