Trail of Tears

Bookbag cash stuffed Out for new hunnids Cowboy still tucked With the big pole on me Never tell the horses hold homie Got a carriage full for the homies I brought the load all by my lonely Smoking cause it make my soul feeling unlonely When I was in the dark I wish I had a gps but life don't come with that You can ask a million people how to win But they aint you got to come with yo own concepts I was 30 thousand feet up looking at the f*ck shit Like that shit just so small to me Hard for a giant to get upset when cash is you see Even when it wasn't there we manifested by any degree nigga Print talk Made into music You that nigga with that heat huh Feeling like I'm Juvie Play me buss it out yo speak huh Then come let me prove it Im the greatest at its climbing point my altitude protruding Flyer than your average Your nigga with Issa Rae he insecure Why he don't need a bad bitch I just let her have it Only point Im trying to prove is I'm beat it like a savage And I don't have a phone so I'll contact you when I can bae Killing hype Popping shit without a mic 1000 miles an running for that paper why im out of sight Brand new exotic bomb New Raw wick look like dynamite Yea the scale right Its 112 right QP WorldeWide Bookbag cash stuffed Out for new hunnids Cowboy still tucked With the big pole on me Never tell the horses hold homie Got a carriage full for the homies I brought the load all by my lonely Smoking cause it make my soul feeling unlonely When I was in the dark I wish I had a gps but life don't come with that You can ask a million people how to win but they aint you got to come with yo own concepts