
sick. - heychromi lyrics
[verse]
smoke on whatever and anywhere
man, i love all my n*ggas, they always real
cannot copy my flow, man, it′s too d*mn rare
finna call up the drugs, man, i need a dealer
man, i really geek up like i’m michael wheeler
yes, she in that fendi and it reveal her
yo b*tch, i steal her * and she a squealer
my money so big, you cannot compete
i got some n*ggas that be asking for feats
these 808s knocking, do you hear the beat?
got a–
got a small circle, but the hustle is deep
i′ve been going through sh*t, but you ain’t еven peep
it don’t even mattеr, three five in the leaf
russian cream, yea, it give me relief
as of lately, man, i can′t f*cking sleep
can′t remember last time i had a clean
i be scared for twin, he sip on codeine
i know another n*gga sip on that green
they really my brothers, but that’s not my thing
too outta reach, i ain′t passing no blunt, b*tch
still rolling up like i’m stuck in a stunt, b*tch
can′t trust a soul, give a f*ck who you f*ck with
too many snakes, better watch who you slide with
this b*tch tried to link, the ho do the most
i don’t do attachments, i cut off the most
off the drank, b*tch, it’s don julio
i smoke a blunt, record, it’s coolio
i still get writer’s block up in the studio
this sh*t never stop, gotta make it to rio
i gotta do me, man, f*ck a lil trio
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