Are you ready?
Are you ready?
I be drunk walking steady
Off the alcohol and medi
I'm addicted to not thinking
Are you ready
Are you ready
I don't think this nigga ready
Why you talking like you is
And then you isn't
Why you petty?
Let me
If I keep using like I'm choosing to
Then by the time I'm 50 you'll be losing dude
I had to grow up I had to humble myself
This body is not mine
It is the people came before me
And the moments make a story
I'm ignoring
Why I'm bugging
I be tweaking
I be shrugging off the weekends
Reefer reeking reaping
Everything I sow
Cut up a leaf and
Seed it
Weakened then
I go proceed to blow
How you moving slow
In the river? you gotta row
Niggas hoes
F*ck that shit
An impossible prick get
Beat the f*ck up
Outside his own show
By some black kids attacked
"Why you saying nigga tho?"
You ain't bring a trigger tho bitch
Wanna spead pain?
Been a lot of bitches sickened
By the way I'm in they brain
Seen you bought a f*cking ticket
Fill my pockets you insane, figures
Ain't a person here finna
Listen thru the shame, niggas
Off it!
Stomp thru the profit
I might put a ideology in a coffin
F*ck the bullshit infecting your mind
Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy
F*ck your color
F*ck a follower amount
What chu about nigga?
Shout!
If you tired of the clout
Like "I am"
Wet em up "I am"
We em up "I hate everything you mother f*ckers stand for"
If I'm gonna die what the f*ck I collect bands for nigga
For the children own a building on sum land
F*ck a Patek
F*ck a Rolley
Imma faggot
I'm the man nigga
Damn
Do a hand stand
Tanning in the sand cuz I can
Highs n lows
I know a flow that might surprise you tho
I keep
Pain
In-side my body
Gotta let him out
Scream
Til everything is tearing at the seams
They don't want none of that
F*ck nigga talking out his butthole
For what tho?
Every person I know hella cutthroat
I'm rolling with a crutch hoe
But you the one disabled
Think cane hated Abel?
Lay his head on the table
Now you is just a fable
Looking like a bagel
Are you ready
Are you ready
I be drunk walking steady
Off the alcohol and medi
I'm addicted to not thinking
Are you ready
Are you ready
I don't think this nigga ready
Why you talking like you is
And then you isn't
Why you petty
Off it!
Stomp thru the profit
I might put ya ideology in a coffin
F*ck the bullshit infecting your mind
Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy
High see a darkie fly thru the sky
Cry when a nigga taking all my pie
When my nigga went inside
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Are you ready?
Are you ready?
I be drunk walking steady
Off the alcohol and medi
I'm addicted to not thinking
Are you ready
Are you ready
I don't think this nigga ready
Why you talking like you is
And then you isn't
Why you petty?
Let me
If I keep using like I'm choosing to
Then by the time I'm 50 you'll be losing dude
I had to grow up I had to humble myself
This body is not mine
It is the people came before me
And the moments make a story
I'm ignoring
Why I'm bugging
I be tweaking
I be shrugging off the weekends
Reefer reeking reaping
Everything I sow
Cut up a leaf and
Seed it
Weakened then
I go proceed to blow
How you moving slow
In the river? you gotta row
Niggas hoes
F*ck that shit
An impossible prick get
Beat the f*ck up
Outside his own show
By some black kids attacked
"Why you saying nigga tho?"
You ain't bring a trigger tho bitch
Wanna spead pain?
Been a lot of bitches sickened
By the way I'm in they brain
Seen you bought a f*cking ticket
Fill my pockets you insane, figures
Ain't a person here finna
Listen thru the shame, niggas
Off it!
Stomp thru the profit
I might put a ideology in a coffin
F*ck the bullshit infecting your mind
Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy
F*ck your color
F*ck a follower amount
What chu about nigga?
Shout!
If you tired of the clout
Like "I am"
Wet em up "I am"
We em up "I hate everything you mother f*ckers stand for"
If I'm gonna die what the f*ck I collect bands for nigga
For the children own a building on sum land
F*ck a Patek
F*ck a Rolley
Imma faggot
I'm the man nigga
Damn
Do a hand stand
Tanning in the sand cuz I can
Highs n lows
I know a flow that might surprise you tho
I keep
Pain
In-side my body
Gotta let him out
Scream
Til everything is tearing at the seams
They don't want none of that
F*ck nigga talking out his butthole
For what tho?
Every person I know hella cutthroat
I'm rolling with a crutch hoe
But you the one disabled
Think cane hated Abel?
Lay his head on the table
Now you is just a fable
Looking like a bagel
Are you ready
Are you ready
I be drunk walking steady
Off the alcohol and medi
I'm addicted to not thinking
Are you ready
Are you ready
I don't think this nigga ready
Why you talking like you is
And then you isn't
Why you petty
Off it!
Stomp thru the profit
I might put ya ideology in a coffin
F*ck the bullshit infecting your mind
Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy
High see a darkie fly thru the sky
Cry when a nigga taking all my pie
When my nigga went inside
Are you ready?
I be drunk walking steady
Off the alcohol and medi
I'm addicted to not thinking
Are you ready
Are you ready
I don't think this nigga ready
Why you talking like you is
And then you isn't
Why you petty?
Let me
If I keep using like I'm choosing to
Then by the time I'm 50 you'll be losing dude
I had to grow up I had to humble myself
This body is not mine
It is the people came before me
And the moments make a story
I'm ignoring
Why I'm bugging
I be tweaking
I be shrugging off the weekends
Reefer reeking reaping
Everything I sow
Cut up a leaf and
Seed it
Weakened then
I go proceed to blow
How you moving slow
In the river? you gotta row
Niggas hoes
F*ck that shit
An impossible prick get
Beat the f*ck up
Outside his own show
By some black kids attacked
"Why you saying nigga tho?"
You ain't bring a trigger tho bitch
Wanna spead pain?
Been a lot of bitches sickened
By the way I'm in they brain
Seen you bought a f*cking ticket
Fill my pockets you insane, figures
Ain't a person here finna
Listen thru the shame, niggas
Off it!
Stomp thru the profit
I might put a ideology in a coffin
F*ck the bullshit infecting your mind
Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy
F*ck your color
F*ck a follower amount
What chu about nigga?
Shout!
If you tired of the clout
Like "I am"
Wet em up "I am"
We em up "I hate everything you mother f*ckers stand for"
If I'm gonna die what the f*ck I collect bands for nigga
For the children own a building on sum land
F*ck a Patek
F*ck a Rolley
Imma faggot
I'm the man nigga
Damn
Do a hand stand
Tanning in the sand cuz I can
Highs n lows
I know a flow that might surprise you tho
I keep
Pain
In-side my body
Gotta let him out
Scream
Til everything is tearing at the seams
They don't want none of that
F*ck nigga talking out his butthole
For what tho?
Every person I know hella cutthroat
I'm rolling with a crutch hoe
But you the one disabled
Think cane hated Abel?
Lay his head on the table
Now you is just a fable
Looking like a bagel
Are you ready
Are you ready
I be drunk walking steady
Off the alcohol and medi
I'm addicted to not thinking
Are you ready
Are you ready
I don't think this nigga ready
Why you talking like you is
And then you isn't
Why you petty
Off it!
Stomp thru the profit
I might put ya ideology in a coffin
F*ck the bullshit infecting your mind
Load a full clip of money not bullets you buy
High see a darkie fly thru the sky
Cry when a nigga taking all my pie
When my nigga went inside
Writer: Alexander Wacksman, Joshua Hamilton
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Copyright: Lyrics © Vydia, Inc., Songtrust Ave