Two Six

It's been no-your-sitters shopping, when copying what you selling us, bitch you was good at school.

Are you hiding your intelligence?

I remember you was getting AIDS, now you're feeling this, playing hard for the right word.

I can't tell it, damn, I'm kind of a lot of bodies so my closet is got skeleton.

Come and leave me, call your favorite rapper for the evidence.

Rose Royce, piece of study rap is no more color than this day on the original.

Plus I know they know we budget it, coming when I'm starting and they know I'm really running them.

Two six, out of screws, loose, when my brother and I'm he got a speech, I'm petting me.

For chopper's he beat cutlerly, he say he liked the way that shit beats, this is a stutter, right?

When I'm a minestidity, this is screaming, I'm a government, when I'm a minestidity, this is screaming.

I was never cast out, I'm a small bitch from a punk with a crash, yeah.

I was born and they could get to this cash round, like a rap bitch or a black word, I'd have asked, yeah.

When you see a nigga on the full of fun, you're only no better, hollow from a father.

If you start a fear, nigga like your car, it's a real good chance, isn't it?

Two six, out of screws, loose, loose, when my brother and I'm he got a speech, I'm petting me.

Two six, out of screws, loose, when my brother and I'm he got a speech, yeah.

Bitch, I beat long, purpose, big hoodie, double XL, nigga, be saying I'm humble as hell.

Not knowing I'm bougie, I got standards, nigga.

I damn that can't even stay the man or nigga, that shit feel old to me, my Chris, they never get sold to me.

Them bitch, get built for me, like chili, this I'm stopping on me, nigga, skillfully, I want to make it for me.

And I don't want nobody can kill for me, nigga, that shit lay, thin again, I guess that's all I ain't in the 90's, what's crack okay?

Death just clotted fake, nigga'soked cash, gone viral Irator, shit's smart, yeah, length ain't didn't get no cash.

Dark haught of bad vibes, mate. Bad, they can't even fit in a bag.

Humb on the future this ripe shit, nigga forget everything that I did in the past, I'm goin' at out the water.

If the times get you hard, I just go hard, nigga.

Sex, Sex, N**co's ass, mint, suffix, life, ooh, po-

If you're spouting fear and nigga like your car, it's a real good chance. He's a dog

That's a mouse from heaven and black away from the slums

The chasing to the hood just like the point is to the thumbs

The days I had to use and both were picking up and crums

So place upon my tongue or no hunger would not know

The Kevler that devil in the melodies you hum

Smiling going viral while it's faking all of the young

I was lost back then I was blinded in thin dumb

But I knew I'd find me away

Fell off and fell on my face

But I knew I'd find a way