2014. ft. XO Fermin Lyrics

Used to run around the block

Lets have a conversation

Passed the cops on oso court

The homie hesitated

I kept running

That kid got two years for doing eighty

On a thirty five

Damn you must be fucking crazy

Saw him walking pass the crib

I said "wassup" and then he spit so now we got a fucking issue

Let's reverse it maybe?

We light up gas

Just take a hit

He took the blunt and then he dipped

What type of shit do you be smoking

That's my fucking baby

B-b-b-b-Busted

I saw you walk beside your house

I had you lacking

I busted half the lip

I had your baby mama laughing

That's crazy

Kinda crazy

You did that for such an action?

Fuck you think i am?

A kid with no reaction

That don't pass it homie

Nah, I don't pass it homie

See me with a crew, aye we be balling better know it homie

Stacking all the paper I've been going

Yeah, you know me homie

Think I'm fucking capping in my rapping bitch I ain't no phony

Cause I've been just stacking the paper

Gotta go now man I gotta be greater

Up in a coop and I'm stacking the paper

Chilling with Junior we hitting that vapor

Gotta go now no time for that later

You is a clown bitch you is a faker

Gotta get hundreds it gotta be major

It gotta be major

Cause we on top of the game

Bitch don't speak on my name

No cause, we're not the same

Got no time for you lames

Shit I've been doing the same

Yea, they go hate and hate

One things for certain they go change when they see me with the fame

Cause i've been up in a way

I've been getting just paid

Look at the way how I go with the gang

Look at the way how I'm cooking no flame

See me on top and I'm getting the hate

Going to fast no need for the breaks

Aye, going too fast no need for the breaks

Aye, we getting paper getting paper

Doing this shit just for the greater

Ima be honest I'm doing no favors

If you hate me you a traitor

Wooo, aye junior keep it going this shit is about to be a fucking banger

How am I supposed to write this with nothing inside my mind

I'm a different fucking breed

I could say that a thousand times

I'm illiterate

I'm killing it

Homie i said it twice

I don't give a single fuck

I'll repeat that a hundred times

I just hate you try to fight it

You getting way too excited

This weed isn't feeling righteous

The homies

They don't invite me

It's okay

Don't give a damn

I'll just think and i'll keep on writing

I'm a different fucking kid

That's a mili with writing lines

Who the fuck you think i am

I ain't fucking desperate

Used to date a little bitch

She's a ling

And i regret it

Learned a lesson

Read the message

Told her i'll complete the question

How have you been doing?

Doing great!

Don't you fucking get it?

I just come back on the beat

I don't need to be in a sequence

I keep biting on my lip

I don't mean to be super frequent

Shit i hate that i be rapping

I'm slurring

Man i be speaking

I don't mean to be a bitch

But i swear that i'm just a demon

Got me questioning if should be living or should be dying

I'm a dummy little kid

But i'm happy to be invited

I'm still happy that you left

Shit i'm happy with someone trying

Bitch go back to sucking dick

I still hate that you fucking lying

There's no difference here

Used to run around the block

Lets have a conversation

Passed the cops on oso court

The homie hesitated

I kept running

That kid got two years for doing eighty

On a thirty five

Damn you must be fucking crazy