wool

I made this shit in like twenty minutes, I swear to god nigga Alright Dead at thirty three Brown skin with hair of wool Building blocks niggas tore down But carry tools Fooled by street ethics Not knowing y'all niggas food Y'all gotta know I'm the shit Just check the stool I lot of y'all got no drive But shit I'm coolin' After schoolin' fucking on jasmine I had to do it These rap niggas ain't focused enough Bring the rapture to it Hand me down patrick ewings I grew in and that's congruent The conduit constituents That wonder where they niggas went When shots rang off The biggest sins niggas indulge in The garden of eden next to the nickersons Hopped in grandmama lil benz The beats I got came from the low end I still feel bad for you niggas Because all they had was a quarter ounce In a bag for you niggas The better half was a troubled past Tryna last til next summer Humble brag when we double tap Double back in that hummer Cuz see I know some niggas I know some niggas that ain't make it back One verse from the god mark you out Your name get scratched My title ringing bells around the block Don't play with that You the play the hero role zero bro Your cape get snatched In rap terms I've killed some niggas I can state on wax This feeling unmatched by gun claps On my second run Countin' niggas that I done lapped New rappers come for the throne I sit back and laugh Shit ain't been the same since everything was taxed I done seen niggas fall off over some ass Hoes that you thought was good women Done got you trapped Countin' up the tears I dropped when unc passed My mind just run fast I'm too different Quick to beat a nigga ass Like chrisean with the tooth missing My mood switching Dropping the top Leave his roof missing You new christians ain't been praying enough F*ck once, just play this back You gon' need two listens Who rich is not in my past My ancestors was whipped with the lash Now I'm in this foreign whip getting whiplash Trying not to crash out Why would I stop F*ck it let's keep going I'm trying to get iggy to pop I'll spend all next week on it If it wasn't for biggie and pac It's more likely than not Y'all wouldn't be no rappers Your lack of hunger let me know it I done seen niggas get boxed down at jesse owens New chain from the swap, like nigga let me hold it It's always nigga, I ain't fuckin with you You be trippin', ain't gon' hold you F*ck it let me go then I was never the golden child When pops was gone He told me hold it down Tryna smile through it, but life give me the coldest frowns Karma is a bitch And when she come around she goes around And niggas turn to sheep when the goat's around