Check my shit I'm gold
PA where I'm from
Just check the scroll
Elisco he cold
I can't talk right now
Plug on the phone
Might go MIA
Still can't cry in front of families face
Some shit never change
Won't speak off the mic I'm in my ways
Pop the roof like perc
Cigs and shit little bitch yeah I've seen worse
Can't speak bout on verse
Homies off five things still skrt skrt skrt
Now they clean we up
Still gone smoke my weed I just re-upped
Love the morning sun
T in my left hand the other one
For my coffee cup
Made just like my girl
Could give a fuck
If it's love it's love
Swear girl where you from is it above
Never know what's next
He love all his bros
He tats his chest
She said hold your breath
Wish that feeling from that night just left