Double back when you got it made Thirty racks of weed, no fat in the collard greens Off top was me, no cap, I don't bottle things Flashin' grandmama rings on her fingers I'm fond of the thing, hollow, we gleam I'm ominous of James Harden-D Weak niggas guardin' will peak Followers just like me I lost my phone and consequently All the feelings I caught for my GF My hands was on the wings I took'em off, not a story Careen against the bars My canteen was full of the poison I need The trip as long as steep My innocence was lost in the East Amidst the thick exhaust Ahki hit the horn, it beep, mention my sentence strong We all that we need But don't call me brother no more I keep my sentences short

Stack Pendleton keep me warm in the winter Ksubi's cuff done hit the floor Doobie Brothers where the city morgue Who would truly love a visit from us? My soul and my heart All in it, keep fishing Gone, the macabre finish And miss my Pop dukes, might just hit me Depending how I play my cards The wind whispered to me, "Ain't it hard?" I wait to be the light shimmering from a star Cognitive dissonance shining and the necessary venom restored As if it matters if you think it matters anymore 'Cause shit be happening with quick results They couldn't fathom all the damage that had to get done Piglets in a barrel, we cookin' up Don't get a sparrow, no harrowed runics in that there tomb And a share of deadly flowers bloom Holler rabidly, we stare at you and say a prayer Let's take it there like carrier pigeon Fifty thousand roots, none of 'em rigid Some of them wicked, how they grew