I DON'T WRITE

This shit off the top, hell no this ain't no written This shit always off the top, I don't do no written Sevens on my wrist, a god forever living You only live one time, gotta get it how you get it Smoke all in the booth I see a different image I approach it different and that's cool if you just don't get it She gone f*ck for that bag like a fucking broke tenant Kick the door down of the game if they don't let me in it They can't cut me off, I'm with the mic I'm talking I'm not finished Thankful for it all, you walk up with ya hand out I'm not giving Swag, Dior, they don't get it They playing with glocks and switches f*ck you gone do with a smith and They playing with glocks and switches F*ck you gone do with a smith and Niggas ah' hate your whole lifestyle and do you, John Lennon She like jah what you do for fun, bitch I'm a god living I know some homies that wanna be doctors, I know some niggas block bending You get ya shot just take it, don't blow that shit cuz you bitching You gone get yo bag either way, take yo time it's pending Mark just rolled a wood and this bitch be hitting Sipping on my tea over ice, bitch I like it Lipton She want a sweet life on that deck, ou London Tipton Fifty beats I ran through in some months, damn I be tripping I don't write shit, off the top no this not a written I don't write shit, off the top no this not a written I don't write shit, off the top bitch this not a written I don't write shit, off the top bitch this not a written