1st Verse Mane... early Thanksgiving, like its football weather... Dreads bundled up, with a Louie V sweater Kush installation, pockets weighed down... Mane, half of my relatives get drunk of crown See, smile dont frown, well do it all next year.. When you come around, or when you slide through my town.. Youll have yaself a good time.. Ya now rocking with the best.. Plus interest, I only smoke the good kind... But see in due time... The argument still remains.. Do I have what it takes, to make the shoe shine.. But see the true crime The first 48.... The C.S.I,gotta canvas all the real estate.. Without a paper plate 90K for the Jag, though it aint mine... Gas mileage pretty straight... Im feeling super great.. Just like a Super Rate... Check In Check out Im at the Super 8.. Hook Now i gotcha ..... Arguing but why... Arguing..... 3X Yeah.... inner thoughts... 2nd Verse Yeah, see mane thoughts I use to have I dont have no mo... Its like I cut down the tree Without no seeds to grow.. Im expected to flow.... And Im expected to leave... But when you followed but greed How they gon feed the po.... Mane I lyrically minded... And Im chemically blinded... I done lost too many people... Mane,no need to remind me Im off with the timing And im sick with the rhyming Empowerment to others Be my reason for dying Now im starring down the barrel of these last two minutes... Spent shell casings... Black car tinted Two apprehended... One man down, for the fact That he used to sell crack for a living... Mississippi burning... Stomach still turning... People unemployed... Lil kids aint learning... Money to be made On the strength of my word... Mane a few years backs Would have probably been a bird.. Hook Now I got yall like.... ..... Arguing but why... Arguing..... 3X Yeah....
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