.dead guys. Lyrics

It's like I spiked my wine, boy I'm moving slow

It's like I laced my blunt

Why ? I been counting ghosts

I'm talkin Georgie's, Georgie's

Linc's, Linc's

Hamilton's, Jackson's, Grant's, Benji's

Slow and steady wins the race

I had to step on the scene to show my face, listen

If they ask forgiveness, then I'm showin' grace, look

I'm an old soul but I'm not showin' grays, ha

I been on the grind

Conceived in '89

Then I was born '90

Livin like I'm hidin

I know it's hard to reach me

Impossible to find me

I did it by myself

So I'ma need remindin

Who the fuck are you ?

You were not beside me

When I was shooting in the gym

And they tried to rob me

I ain't have it in my bag

I was double-sockin'

Ready for foolishness, it's on and poppin'

It's like I spiked my wine, boy I'm moving slow

It's like I laced my blunt

Why ? I been counting ghosts

I'm talkin Georgie's, Georgie's

Linc's, Linc's

Hamilton's, Jackson's, Grant's, Benji's, oh

It's like I spiked my wine, boy I'm moving slow

It's like I laced my blunt

Why ? I been counting ghosts

I'm talkin Georgie's, Georgie's

Linc's, Linc's

Hamilton's, Jackson's, Grant's, Benji's

Got to get the paper

I'ma need it now and later

Need it to last a long time

Just like a Now and Later

Got to get the cheddar

Need it now more than ever

Improvin, gettin better

'Til I can spend a mil on Berettas

Still on a mission and it is no fail

I got up eight times if seven I fell

Must build a stash for the payment of bail

I blow out a back if I'm payin a bill

If I'm payin a bill then that payment needs sealed

Shawty understand and started to kneel

Told her I like 'em, to keep on them heels

Looked me in my eye and asked how I feel

It's like I spiked my wine, girl I'm moving slow

It's like I laced my blunt

Why ? I been counting ghosts

I'm talkin Georgie's, Georgie's

Linc's, Linc's

Hamilton's, Jackson's, Grant's, Benji's

Money, money, money, money

She think I'm sweet and call me honey

Lick her lips, she say I'm yummy

She badd enough to get on one knee, ha

Moolah, moolah, moolah, moolah

Need money circles like a hula

No heart, requires straight medulla

All heart when I'm goin' through ya

I been on that

Got off track, had to get on back

Bet against me can tell you been on crack

That's a dumb decision, that's a matter of fact

Slow and steady over here

I see the finish though the path ain't clear

I been on the cleanup like I'm last in here

It's like I spiked my wine, boy I'm moving slow

It's like I laced my blunt

Why ? I been counting ghosts

I'm talkin Georgie's, Georgie's

Linc's, Linc's

Hamilton's, Jackson's, Grant's, Benji's