Solar

I love you Embers split the stick, leave my lips for a few flakes Pills all in the crib, shaking Smith, keep it cool-jay Money in the whip, on my wrist, and my dues paid Now I'm not a kid, got no rules, I'm a fool, Grace I hit the East-side with the troops what it do, babe Pull up to the crib, with my bitch, bumping Wu-Tang Glock around my hip, with a clip, that shit do bang Rollie on my wrist, cost a brick, copped a new face Yeah, oh, I get more paid Careful how you talk cause we shoot shit like we in 4k Groupies wanna f*ck so we just skip right past the foreplay Working through the night I swear I haven't slept in four days Saturn don't look far away When you're up above the sky With the crew we in the clouds and we do this every night Maybe Mars is worth the wait Fading in and out of life Hope I make it out of space Think I'm running out of time Orbit station To this spaceship Think that she my Bonnie - Clyde Solar travel passing places but these faces all alike Will I make it, I don't know, I pop a pill let God decide She just wanna f*ck with me because my life is so divine I'm tryna keep my distance But gotta get my fixing Liquor in my system Refill my prescriptions Bad Boy just like a Piston I see 'em and dismiss 'em But baby I am wishing for you You, you You, I, you You, you