I get to puffin, and I'm often spaced
Cities risin wit me, I'm just hoping I don't fall from grace
Cuz I was destined to be messin with all that musical proffession
Come and revolutionize and overturn my rude oppression
I done came maimed and slaughtered, conquered
Tearin up the stage,the front section goinbonkers
Paparazzi sniffin out my ganja with they honkers
Biggest team to make it since them wolves that spittin Yonkers
We them monsters, eat the game up, need an encore
Friends and fam askin when they loved ones goin on tour
Tell the haters read between the linearized contours
Middle finger up to all that hate it so I drop four
Roastin buds wit my buds rollin blunts, often spaced... often spaced, yeaauhhh
Half the cups that we chug got ciroc, we don't chase... We don't chase, yeaauhhh
These people sweet on us, we jus light the sour to our face... To our face, yea
Keep it low key, still be the Loudest in the place, in the place
It's often spaced
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I get to puffin, and I'm often spaced
Cities risin wit me, I'm just hoping I don't fall from grace
Cuz I was destined to be messin with all that musical proffession
Come and revolutionize and overturn my rude oppression
I done came maimed and slaughtered, conquered
Tearin up the stage,the front section goinbonkers
Paparazzi sniffin out my ganja with they honkers
Biggest team to make it since them wolves that spittin Yonkers
We them monsters, eat the game up, need an encore
Friends and fam askin when they loved ones goin on tour
Tell the haters read between the linearized contours
Middle finger up to all that hate it so I drop four
Roastin buds wit my buds rollin blunts, often spaced... often spaced, yeaauhhh
Half the cups that we chug got ciroc, we don't chase... We don't chase, yeaauhhh
These people sweet on us, we jus light the sour to our face... To our face, yea
Keep it low key, still be the Loudest in the place, in the place
It's often spaced
Cities risin wit me, I'm just hoping I don't fall from grace
Cuz I was destined to be messin with all that musical proffession
Come and revolutionize and overturn my rude oppression
I done came maimed and slaughtered, conquered
Tearin up the stage,the front section goinbonkers
Paparazzi sniffin out my ganja with they honkers
Biggest team to make it since them wolves that spittin Yonkers
We them monsters, eat the game up, need an encore
Friends and fam askin when they loved ones goin on tour
Tell the haters read between the linearized contours
Middle finger up to all that hate it so I drop four
Roastin buds wit my buds rollin blunts, often spaced... often spaced, yeaauhhh
Half the cups that we chug got ciroc, we don't chase... We don't chase, yeaauhhh
These people sweet on us, we jus light the sour to our face... To our face, yea
Keep it low key, still be the Loudest in the place, in the place
It's often spaced
Writer: Often Spaced
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