3.5

My eyes low I'm always smoking gas Take it to the face nigga i don't like to pass I'm just trying to stack my chips Tryna get a big bag And i ain't fucking with the gossip niggas talking out they ass In this human race i can't end up last We swerving fast Sometimes i wonder if i never made it out that crash No i cannot go out sad Catch me thugging tho If you aint trying to win the race tell me what you running for Always on my grind i'm just tryn live comfortable Lot of niggas switching up, ima stay one hundred tho If you aint tryna make it home Tell me what you gunning for Plays always hit my phone So i'm steady bussing those Putting in that time I'm just trying to find something more Boy he on fire i advise you to duck and roll Yeah i got a different vibe i hope this shit touch your soul Tell my niggas g careful know they always clutching poles Backwoods i'm stuffing those prolly roll a three.five If a nigga want the beef best believe that we gon slide If we gotta do a drill i know my niggas down to ride I been on my MC Still ain't scared of hammer time We can get it cracking anywhere I aint scared of shit I just want to ball on them niggas and be filthy rich Feel like chrissy paul on these niggas i still assist Glizzy with the beam f*ck you mean yeah it's still equipped Trying to get a ring for my team feel like kobe bitch Smoking on some purple rock these glasses like I'm urkel Don't get it confused bitch i still be quick to murk you All about my green yeah i feel like ninja turtles gang