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Sittin' here with this ankle bracelet
Possession was the case, shit
But I'm takin' cups of lean to the face, quick
More & more, man it tastes, thick
My parole officer on my dick, and this thing fuckin' itch
But my Latin PO is a sexy bitch
Fuck a snitch, my best friend wound of dead, over what man?
My best friend lay there and bled, a bullet to the gut fam
We stayed bangin' red, rag 'round the head
I done grow up, became a man
I could throw up, this was never the plan
We were deep in that water, taught ourselves how to swam
I swear we were some Jackasses' like Bam
I sit back and reminiscence, keepin' this cup in my hand
So high, don't ever want to land
Above Seattle, wanna be back in Miami's sand
Yeah, Miami Gardens boi boi, Dade city fam
Where we deploy that toy, laid gritty niggas down, damn
Have 'em sleepin' with the coy, or under the ground, damn
I'm just thinkin' back, I miss you my dude
Shit, I even got your name tattooed
Wish you could see me now, above the past
It's like I'm livin' in a movie with a fake cast
Family straight, dinner on the plate, chasin' that cake
Got a bad Asian mate; school's great, but sometimes I miss the due date
Cuz this lean make me move slow, so I'm a little late
I try to forget the hate, for the niggas that brought upon this fate
But I'm gonna sit back and wait, dictate, then terminate
Send those niggas to hell, and meet you at Heaven's gate
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Possession was the case, shit
But I'm takin' cups of lean to the face, quick
More & more, man it tastes, thick
My parole officer on my dick, and this thing fuckin' itch
But my Latin PO is a sexy bitch
Fuck a snitch, my best friend wound of dead, over what man?
My best friend lay there and bled, a bullet to the gut fam
We stayed bangin' red, rag 'round the head
I done grow up, became a man
I could throw up, this was never the plan
We were deep in that water, taught ourselves how to swam
I swear we were some Jackasses' like Bam
I sit back and reminiscence, keepin' this cup in my hand
So high, don't ever want to land
Above Seattle, wanna be back in Miami's sand
Yeah, Miami Gardens boi boi, Dade city fam
Where we deploy that toy, laid gritty niggas down, damn
Have 'em sleepin' with the coy, or under the ground, damn
I'm just thinkin' back, I miss you my dude
Shit, I even got your name tattooed
Wish you could see me now, above the past
It's like I'm livin' in a movie with a fake cast
Family straight, dinner on the plate, chasin' that cake
Got a bad Asian mate; school's great, but sometimes I miss the due date
Cuz this lean make me move slow, so I'm a little late
I try to forget the hate, for the niggas that brought upon this fate
But I'm gonna sit back and wait, dictate, then terminate
Send those niggas to hell, and meet you at Heaven's gate
LWHQ.jpg
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