John Lyrics

Okay I'm back again

I'm trynna run up da racks again

I done walked into the studio

Wit all my twizzy doe flamin on wax again

Real nigga know just what's hannenin

Smokin a 3.5 just packed it in

I just went crazy on colorful world

Now we droppin the turp yeah I'm back wit twin (yeah I'm back with twin)

Goin so crazy it's fuck allem other hoes

Stayed down w gang yeah I don't got no other bros

35 hunnit and 60 with starlo tho

Really my crodie been kept it a hunna doe

I got this straight up from outta da gutter doe

Member it was only me and ma brudda doe

Bunny hoppin skatin park inda summer doe

Now we drink a 5th and smoke on a blunt of dro

Still needa link up w ma brudda JJ

Sit around talk about shit from our hey day

When it was weed I was stayin away way

Now we smoke the coffee tree to the fa face

All the people round the closest to me

All these other niggas bogus to me

Got me a sound now they noticing me

Yeah It's the big douba G ain't no hoein in me

My relly my brudda my slime whatever you call it just know we locked in for the life

I just been goin so brazy got niggas be hatin whenever I get to the mic

Pop out and we got dat shit on fr make these niggas go hidin they shit for the night

DAMN! Fuck wit us play witcha life

BAHH! Slime ah go-

Whole Time

Sundown in LA here on my own time

Lately it been feelin like I owe time

To the family

But I can't be

Makin rackies

In the crib dawg

Takin off on

All these hits dog like

Load up the choppers like it's December 31st

Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts

If I die today, remember me like John Lennon

Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

Whole Time

Sundown in LA here on my own time

Lately it been feelin like I owe time

To the family

But I can't be

Makin rackies

In the crib dawg

Takin off on

All these hits dog like

We don't do the keepin up with no rapper

Keep up the pen whippin up couple slappers

I see the future and me walkin up on that stage for a Grammy I know it's gon happen

Run the city it ain't really hard to see the shit but I know that they envying me

Dropping on em back to back and I'm going on summer to summer no playin with me

Takin off on all these hits dawg

Do the work and get us rich dawg

You don't wanna see the hard times show your flaws off get em pissed off (damn)

Gang slide really gettin on (YEAH)

Gang stackin really gettin tall (WOAH)

Me and Brodie keep the business in the family

other niggas we don't get along

(Woah)