Welcome to my life
I was Basquiat, put in work in my favorite fit
Farewell to every chick, who couldn't bare to split her reps
Needed more than one broad, ask Bam, it's about depth
We was on some The wood" shit, and trust i never lost a bet
I've never played chess, but i live it, second best was illmatic
Then it was written, for some reason
No more pippen, been scared to take the leap
These local niggas can't compete
I've been MJ onna beat, muh f*cka, and I'm as close as ya blood brova
To cruise in something, you wouldn't believe it's not butter
Old school young nigga, dare you take sumin from us
Niggas becoming plugs, never started out as runners
Lunchin was strike, came straight up out the gutter
Took me some wins and losses, now it's a table full of bosses
F*ckin streets becoming lawless
Sweatin what's unimportant, then end where the pea moss is
When i die, just tell my niggas to play my greatest hits
Live in the moment, imma savor it
Cause we just lost Nip
F*ck it, got me feeling like i was crip
Thinking of El-Rey, and how we use to play the blitz
Since 06, it was never nothing to mold a bitch, Goldie tip
Sin deep up in here soul in shit and watch the focus shift
If you know you know, cruising flat shoals
Like a Decatur nigga, how I do the back roads
Smoke from sacro, or the sea-tac, matter fact
From Lil Jay on Simpson road
Only let my Harlem miss roll
I set the pick
Va nigga, on some Atlanta shit
Whippn the Chevy, like a Vic
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Welcome to my life
I was Basquiat, put in work in my favorite fit
Farewell to every chick, who couldn't bare to split her reps
Needed more than one broad, ask Bam, it's about depth
We was on some The wood" shit, and trust i never lost a bet
I've never played chess, but i live it, second best was illmatic
Then it was written, for some reason
No more pippen, been scared to take the leap
These local niggas can't compete
I've been MJ onna beat, muh f*cka, and I'm as close as ya blood brova
To cruise in something, you wouldn't believe it's not butter
Old school young nigga, dare you take sumin from us
Niggas becoming plugs, never started out as runners
Lunchin was strike, came straight up out the gutter
Took me some wins and losses, now it's a table full of bosses
F*ckin streets becoming lawless
Sweatin what's unimportant, then end where the pea moss is
When i die, just tell my niggas to play my greatest hits
Live in the moment, imma savor it
Cause we just lost Nip
F*ck it, got me feeling like i was crip
Thinking of El-Rey, and how we use to play the blitz
Since 06, it was never nothing to mold a bitch, Goldie tip
Sin deep up in here soul in shit and watch the focus shift
If you know you know, cruising flat shoals
Like a Decatur nigga, how I do the back roads
Smoke from sacro, or the sea-tac, matter fact
From Lil Jay on Simpson road
Only let my Harlem miss roll
I set the pick
Va nigga, on some Atlanta shit
Whippn the Chevy, like a Vic
I was Basquiat, put in work in my favorite fit
Farewell to every chick, who couldn't bare to split her reps
Needed more than one broad, ask Bam, it's about depth
We was on some The wood" shit, and trust i never lost a bet
I've never played chess, but i live it, second best was illmatic
Then it was written, for some reason
No more pippen, been scared to take the leap
These local niggas can't compete
I've been MJ onna beat, muh f*cka, and I'm as close as ya blood brova
To cruise in something, you wouldn't believe it's not butter
Old school young nigga, dare you take sumin from us
Niggas becoming plugs, never started out as runners
Lunchin was strike, came straight up out the gutter
Took me some wins and losses, now it's a table full of bosses
F*ckin streets becoming lawless
Sweatin what's unimportant, then end where the pea moss is
When i die, just tell my niggas to play my greatest hits
Live in the moment, imma savor it
Cause we just lost Nip
F*ck it, got me feeling like i was crip
Thinking of El-Rey, and how we use to play the blitz
Since 06, it was never nothing to mold a bitch, Goldie tip
Sin deep up in here soul in shit and watch the focus shift
If you know you know, cruising flat shoals
Like a Decatur nigga, how I do the back roads
Smoke from sacro, or the sea-tac, matter fact
From Lil Jay on Simpson road
Only let my Harlem miss roll
I set the pick
Va nigga, on some Atlanta shit
Whippn the Chevy, like a Vic
Writer: WALLACE FENDELL
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