NO RUST Lyrics

What's the what's up

Got my funds up

Let your guns bust

Roll the runtz up, aye

Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah

Gold I got on ain't got no rust

Pack that I smoke smell like straight must

I been going crazy for like eight months

They say they so wavy but they ain't us

Son gone raise up, run my pay up like a lay up

Woo! Yeah, you know they love so aquatic

Im losing control of my anger

Feel my spider sense when I'm in danger

Swimming in the 36 chambers

Theses niggas prankers, crank tankers

Never change us, can not fade us

We the original, they the invaders

We the strongest, we the smartest

We the bravest we the greatest

Make me mad you'll meet your maker

Rich is gangsta, the richest gangsta say his prayers

That's so player

What's the what's up

Got my funds up

Let your guns bust

Roll the runtz up, aye

Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah

Gold I got on ain't got no rust

Aye!

She came across ALLAH, she think she lucked up

You had your chance, your time is up, you fucked up, yeah!

She wanna hug up when I'm drugged up, yeah

I can't help it I'm a slut, when I'm punch drunk

If I can tour the world then why would I do club runs

With my loved ones, old and the young ones

Weigh the bag up

Weigh it like a hun tons

To the disco, straight from the dungeons

I feel my should leaving my body

I run through the jungle, so aquatic the safari

Clothes with the V's come from Hovey not from Bari

Harvey is my last name, I am never sorry

Underwater, underworld

What's the what's up

Got my funds up

Let your guns bust

Roll the runtz up, aye

Serving all day like a lunch truck, yeah

Gold I got on ain't got no rust

Pack that I smoke smell like straight must

I been going crazy for like eight months

They say they so wavy but they ain't us

700 for a chorus, but I still be ducking warrants, yeah

Catch me if you can I'm touring, come see a performance, yeah

Confidence is key I learned that young, its so important, yeah

I planted the seeds and now I watch the forest flourish, yeah

Neighborhoods the poorest, they swing fire, not with torches

Global warming killing all the trees and burning corpses

Home is where the heart is but its also where the war is

Now we hood rich, so don't feel bad for the poor kids

Up against some evil forces

My sobriety was short lived

Im in orbit where the lords live

I won't feed my kids no pork ribs

All our parents got divorces

Some of us were born as orphans

It's all on tape but stay precautious

For Bring yellow tape and coffins

This shit happening too often

Call my spirit I can't ignore it