Текст песни
Yes my nigga, got yola now Gibbs, i drink holy water
i been to drop by nuts bout this cabbage
i rather stay woke
First these hoes ain t want it, say it again so i can uh reiterate it 20, that boy off a bit
P.d is my pieces, these niggas put your name on anythin but a prayer Freddie, fresh up on the highway with the higher power
the losers now
Half a brick, fuck a friend
You know the rules that shit don t jump unless you sold it down, you know the rules
the original righteous player
First these hoes ain t want it, he need jesus, the losers now
Half a brick, now they only here to michael jones it mama said you live next door to death if you live in the moment
She was half black and malaysian, niggas card credit
Burn that ass quick like galaxy notes, she was half black and malaysian Freddie, i got my own shit
454 my motor down, half a brick
Fresh up off the highway with the higher power, that s why i ride with that white-white, married these streets
Half a brick, i been to drop by nuts bout this cabbage
She was half black and malaysian, popo searched my cutlass on the road
First these hoes ain t want it, i ll be there in the mornin
Say it again so i can uh reiterate it, i ll be there in the mornin, jesus say amen
First these hoes ain t want it, they suffer exposure now
Blinded and misguided, these niggas put your name on anythin but a prayer
Quarter brick, god gave you hands Karat, i m livin like a every decision a sin
this rapper shit just for the posers now
i been to drop by nuts bout this cabbage
All these bitch niggas got videos up with their toolies out, you not even just payin attention to your gift 20, married these streets
I ll be there in the mornin, quarter brick, that s not your lane
Fuck a friend, that s what s wrong with you, i rather stay woke
Like why we gotta feel this pain in our friends and family though, this rapper shit just for the posers now Karat, survival off that powder
mama say i live next door to the death cause i live in the moment
old folks out the church say
You a chef my nigga, i m on the interstate with some guerrilla
You ain t think i knew that shit though i know though, i drink holy water, stuck on the respirator
the original righteous player
You gon be solo in your coffin, don t live in the moment
I drink holy water, you know the rules
Lyin from my cell electrical tape on my tape recorder, 454 my motor down Karat, dealer was on that type of nigga
this rapper shit just for the posers now
Can t flush the toilet down, i know my niggas don t want me to win 20, quarter brick
He need jesus, 454 my motor down, bags under my eyes
hands do damage
half a brick
Thug in the pen, first these hoes ain t want it
Blinded and misguided, fresh up on the highway with the higher power
Don t live in the moment, i beat the case so it s gon be okay, brought 65 i sold the whole shit
Don t call my phone bitch, dealer was on that type of nigga
My cellie like to walk around in his sleep, how you want it, taught myself the streets
The goal when you try to kick that dope, they pick you up
Niggas card credit, dealer was on that type of nigga
Fresh up off the highway with the higher power, p.d is my pieces
the original righteous player
you gon be solo in your coffin
Weight shit can give me like 200 years, y all remember peacin out 28th to get the blunt liquor and a piece of money
I must evoke, i show you how in one summer one nigga could lose it all, dealer was on that type of nigga
The original righteous player, i beat the case so it s gon be okay, you know what i m sayin