Yo Homes! To Bel Air

Isn't he dizzy off the up's and down's
He got a lil' Whitney, put it in a blunt for now (Smoke)
Shit was s'posed to get me high
Why the fuck I wanna die now? (Damn)
And I'm strung out on this dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I tell the bitch, "Slow down
Stop runnin' your mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and count" (Woo)
My right nostril hasn't worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a sheik
Me, I'm swervin' in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the street
Yellin', "Play my shit or wake the baby up!”
I get her faded, put it back in her labia
All my life I've been afraid of powder
All my life I've been afraid of power, where did all that go?
The wrong decision always called my phone (Okay)
Last supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones (Uh-huh)
I need somethin' stronger than a cortisone
That can save me from the war unknown
Shout out to Soulo (Soul!), and rest in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the glory hole (Whoa)
Any time, any place, you could bet I'ma eat
'Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the road
Look at all these new faces
I see, I see, I see
They comin' on the plane but they're leavin' their suitcases
Been a criminal before scales were digital
Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue Asics (Whoa)
Hate myself up to strangers (Woo)
But the raps are just way too flagrant, so
Here I go (Here I go)
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail Mary (Whoa)
I've never been religious
But I feel like the scripture's got it all there, it's not just gypsies and fairies
This could be my last breath
(Last breath) I'ma take my time (Send it please)
'Cause I'ma go out the same way I came in:
Right by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

Yo Homes! To Bel Air

adha-yu