Bittersweet. Lyrics

You're witnessing something legendary presentation is so fucking necessary

Carrying packs on my back I'm feeling like a missionary another day

Another pain another struggle home's more Money mo problems

Filling up in the duffle bro as a youngin count my hundy's got in trouble

More times than I Can count oz's make it go away in the clouds

I've been in some shit I've been dealing with some demons that be militant

Duck down jiving up in the cut with some homies that be in this shit

I roll the leaf I pour the feast when I walk in you better know it's me

I'm cold as to freeze I sold the g's to og's that just told to me

Mind your business and the company you keep

Watch for n*ggas that be broke and purely be talking cheap

A Tennant to a lieutenant my presence already cemented

Put me up in a sentence ill draw my weapons in a second

Let's never front shit you dumb bitch get sonned quick

The School Of Hardknocks the people who I run with

I know you ride so let me go and ride for you

I want you bad not bad enough to spend my time with you

I'll get you high do my bonnie and Clyde with you

I'll take a life hit a lick and do this fucking time for you

At this moment ill ride for you I would die for you

Anything to save this feeling yea get me high to you

Lie for you anything to make you know

This ain't no bitch this the streets I be riding for

This the hardest shit up out the CA fuck the attorney's office yea nigga fuck the da

I'm tryna make a stack and run it back just like a replay

I hate bitches that wanna chat ill throw her in a threeway Yea

Know him in it know my sneakers and my sweaters i rock is vintage

Wish i had a drop-top 10 years that's how I'm living

Know im sipping for my niggas pouring purple in the streets

Fuck a bean ill be higher than you ever seen

Move militias and do these bitches rough Yea

Look up in the sky instead of head in the mud Yea

Keep your circle small faster come round all the blunts

Set the bar before i set it straight then i medicate with your bitch up for months

Know im high you on my line know tryna get a front

I'm in my ride asking why you be wasting all my trust

You wanna die my thoughts going through the trunks

I'm stupid fly that's how i look when i make your ass run bitch