Pat Tillman Lyrics

Yea

Wassup Bax

Got my bruddas in this bitch

Shit

Come On

If I look back on my life right now I say made it

My old friends see I'm going up and they hate it

My loved ones in the ground made they way yea they paved it

Man I'm done with all the bull shit and court cases

I sit back and think about growth the blunt blazing

she fine as hell wit mocha brown skin but she blasian

You fucking with a Nola Boy now baby I'm Cajun

We wrapping all the pounds in the basement Big Tigga

The pills make the zombies start dancing like Thriller

Yea she bad but I don't want to meet the parents Ben Stiller

When I rap it's a punch ever line no filler

Cup fell and spilled the lean on me Bill Withers

You'll never coach a team to a ring like Doc Rivers

I just pearled the fuck out this wood no scissors

And your girl mine for the weekend no sza

Damn it feel good to finally get up out the rain

A boogie I was walking over poodles full of pain

He my brother but he ride masked up like Kane

The Funny Guy now he serving life in prison Martin Payne

These hunnids blue this young money Lil Wayne

She sent her cashtag she must be sniffing cocaine

Pockets stuffed with all bunny food Romaine

Fucked up and fell in love with a stripper T Pain

But my first love will be always be Mary Jane

Yea this blunt taking me higher and higher like a crane

Her birthday Thursday we might take a trip to Spain

Do you ever dream of things like that? Candy Rain

Yea this blunt taking me higher and higher Jackie Wilson

Get High as hell and watch my bruddas play at the pavilion

She came good silk press yea I think her hair Brazilian

Networking with the plugs I think my new one Ciciliyan

Used to ball but he left for the field Pat Tillman

Y'all can have the streets man I'm tryna see a billion

Tryna have enough money to fund my kids and they children

Man fuck buying a house I'm tryna get some land and build it

I'm making pape now this shit a wonderful feeling

she know the money come first she always third wheeling

New Ksubi sweatsuit bitch I'm flyer than a pigeon

I was blind back then now I got a clear vision

If I look back on my life right now I say made it

My old friends see I'm going up and they hate it

My loved ones in the ground made they way yea they paved it

Man I'm done with all the bull shit and court cases

I sit back and think about growth the blunt blazing

she fine as hell wit mocha brown skin but she blasian

You fucking with a Nola Boy now baby I'm Cajun

If I look back on my life right I say I made it

My old friends see I'm going up and they hate it

Come On

she fine as hell wit mocha brown skin but she blasian

You fucking with a Nola Boy now baby I'm Cajun

Come On