burn slow (OG Version)

Dreary days Man I miss them pretty days Still me and niggas getting paid Dark phase I've been amazed Been in a daze For many days I feel the haze Inside my veins Niggas hate Then wanna snake I just hate and walk my way Never fake I love the way I feel Never change But look for change Keep my pace I'm in better stride Write this shit I write for you Hope you like this baby boo Got no clue who hate my views But I am not the one they choose So they hear me speak these blues Jimmy choo be on my crew Know she yo bitch she like that too Wit her besties giving glance Collect my money Do my dance Yeah that glocky make em prance Get me two keep by my hands Pussy bitch you talk no sense Keep a distance from my conscience Local thot bitch Tryna pop it on my dick KD7 was the kicks Got custom vans up in my ship Balenciagas do they fit? Only copped em cause they drip Bitch say start wit just the tip I f*ck her good and then I dip A nigga trip he feel the clip I love this life it give no shit I'll never quit They want me too Fall into a holy new Rollin wit a lonely few Kept my niggas Kept my crew We gone run up count these faces Yes they blue New amazements she can't wait She my bestie she my bae I hope she know it stay that way Young legit Jit nigga Chasing figures Yeah we hungry lil niggas Hands away or hands out I'll take what you gone hand out These niggas fans now I cannot scan it out Thought I was a goofy Now I'm going stupid Psychedelics got me lucid Fuckboy flowin wit the music