Juicy (interlude) Lyrics

It was all a dream

I used to read lyrics and rhymes schemes

J Cole and 50 Cent bout how he's getting green

I started trapping out the house so I could lift the team

But all I did was turn my brothers and my friends to fiends

I look up to the greats wanna do what they could do

I started failing grades fuck it now Im hating school

It wasn't made for me but maybe it was made for you

I need some pro tools so I copped the fruity loops

And now Im spitting dumb fuckin got a numb tongue

The hospital one written still ill drums

I live in choruses and bridges like a cold bum

For you to recite my verses would take a whole longue

And I ain't done bitch I'm doing like a cop would do

Beating beats until they bleed I prolly shot a few

And when Im rich I'm out the room and prolly cop a stu

Then bless the homies like they got the flu achoo

You get it you get it you get it

Fuck love Id take a life for my blood doe

Run to bro, and ask him where the gun go

Wrap the body and then tuck it in a mud hole

That's what you get for running up like we some punks hoe

What you aint know? Im really fucking bout the shit

I call the clique and the homies get to stomping lips

Then take your bitch and proceed to break and pop her hip

Like life alert call em up cause she gone slip a disc