Produced by TIMØTHËUS™
Link: @waveetimotheus

Mixed by WHITE JAMAL
Link: @mikulak

Lyrics:
This is the look of a man on a mission
I'm Chefin in the kitchen doing my dishes
They scared to throws hands, pullin guns running scams, I'm just tryna go ham pull of in the lam, oh man god dam, feel like famous dex, I'm not famous yet but Im still headed to the check, I mean God bless, out the atx, baby that's my city, had to stand up Sicka sitting pretty, she got big ol titties or they itty bitty
Devin said it anything is plenty
Extend a care with ms penny
Call me chocolate boy boy fuck you
Knocking crackers out in grade school
Takin words back tryn to make em cool
Wait to die till we make the news
Her Father racist but she sending nudes
She call me daddy when we get into it
Grab the water cause she need some fluid
I'm a nice guy asking how you doin
At the drive through window bout ruin my whole night for 7.25 baby what is life iono
But it sound right
I'll be ya town tonight touchin down right when the light go
really don't love all you white folks
But my family alright though yeah
Block bleeda with teeta teeta
Originators cause the world need us
He on purp turq I'm on turpentine
Choppin heads off of these serpentine
Baby just tell me what's on your mind
I can't not answer I'm on my grind
In the studio till it sound right
How you bout the life if you part time
Tryn to rhyme having hard times with your own lines
Baby watch the way I own mines
Asking why I'm always online cause they shooting shots like columbine
Before they call the ambulance they draw the chalk line
Blood spill with the memories and fade into the grime
The cops committing killings but the won't call it a crime
Left on paid leave with a body left behind?
Entertain my demons
Blood clotting on the cement
No defense,
I guess I'll leave it alone
Always been a king I guess I'll take my throne
Said I couldn't rap I had to show em I was on
Copped the mini fridge for caviar and Parmesan
Dropped a couple pounds now I'm pretty like my mom
Started my own biz now I'm ballin like my pops
I just got robbed but I'm scared to call the cops

Buckwheat [Prod. TIMØTHËUS™]

Listening and straight Boolin.
Email: CritTheMoney@gmail.com

Lemme get a peach Faygo
Bring the muthafuckin' frozen through bitch, man I told you so
Ay yo, the peach, the peach, the peach and not in the, what they call it, the cans
Not that can shit, not that can shit
Not the cans, I want a bottle
Get the bottle from motherfuckin' right through the Wilcox Tunnel
Bring that bottle right through there
That peach kind? That peach kind
Tell that bitch to bring me a strawberry kiwi, bring me a mothafuckin' frozen
I need, I need one of those three for one uh bags of Flamin' Hot Cheetos
I prefer if you bought the popcorn
The popcorn, the popcorn
And if you can't bring the popcorn, bring the mothafuckin' hot fries
And if you can't bring the hot fries, go ahead and bust that five out
And bring me some Mapco chicken bitch
Yeah, slam down and get some Mapco

Buckwheat [Prod. TIMØTHËUS™]

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