(lyrics)

if u really want me to be honest 
i might’ve put a little powder 
in the kronik 
imma make a change 
like i promised 
trippin hard i see eyes 
in my vomit 
watchu sellin 
i’m prolly already onnit 
new chain 
bitch i’m flyer than a comet 
skate round
and i’m smokin on rosin
why da whole scene turnin fake 
can we pause it 
so if u ain’t wit da gang
fuck is u here 
dropped out 
i jus laugh @ my old peers 
baby when we real close 
ion feel fear 
hands movin down  
whispering in her ear 
2 ciggys in my mouth 
and im drinkin 
arizona wit tequila 
i’m thinking
bout the way that time goes 
i was sinking 
but now i’m comin to the surface 
they wan link n 
i gotta say no 
i’m too busy on my grind
i got faygo same color 
as the pill lines
football 
in my mind
but i’m never outside 
less i’m skatin on da block
wit a ounce and a nine 
8th of the coke 
and i cut it wit my blade
lookin so icey 
feel like wicca phase
i used to be stressed 
now i know it’s all a game 
when i see these fuckers so mad 
that shit is a shame
dey jus mad @ me
cus i’m on what dey wanna be 
not a wanna be 
yea i’m sketchd out offa bean 
fuckin wit the team 
we gon jugg u for hella green 
took a 10 sack off his corpse 
roll it in a cream

yea dey jus wanna be us 
i mix the mxe wit a bus
fucked up
sketchd out
till i’m in the dust

pause time (p. w3bsdr)

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