A Stoned Construction Worker ft. August Fanon Lyrics

Nothing lucky over here

Been untouchable for years 100 percent with spears

African nigga with the white paint

Im from where you wear the shit again with the light stain

Might gain you some fans if you start rapping

Gain more fans if you rap bout how ya gat packing

Act ratchet and get you a 360 package

And then flop when you spit ya action

Im so hungry I really feel dehydrated

Too busy celebrating in a crazy home that was deliberating

14 days inside and never seen the diagnosis

Til I was leaving the third group home went in the files and stole em OH man

The truth always come out salty

The scarf no where to be found while I smoke by the the palm tree

Everything is quiet really alarm me

Couldn't harm me when I played Atari

Playing PS2 with the bomb weed

Playing R&B in my car while I cruise by ya army

Pelle Pelle shouldn't be sold in LA

You never see umbrellas either rebel leader

Still in the hood right next to guns shots and a pawn shop

Go in there to clean my jewelry refer consuming

I walked passed I seen a chick drooling I'm off limits

Perform in my streetwear

The garments that I'm wearing tells me that I shouldn't take a seat there

Niggas is not fucking with me let's be clear

Youz a goof ass nigga cowards a die quicker

You had Lil ducklings now nobody ride with ya

The fuck outtta here nigga I fucking wish you would

Carjack rappers I'm bout to lift ya hood

Big ass blunts in the front seat

It's not my fault that you niggas is bums g

I'm not my fault I'm bout to make it look comfy

Carhartt vest on rolling up chunky

It's not my fault that you bums g

I'm not my fault I'm bout to make it look comfy

Carhartt vest on rolling up chunky

Carhartt vest on rolling up chunky

Nobody in the motherfucking psychological place rapping like this dog the fuck