Use me for your service (For your service)
Here am I, Lord
Niggas was in that back room, still, I ain't sitting with that
Niggas was hitting that glass tube, yeah, I ain’t fuckin' with that
Auntie was smoking that crack too, my mama was dealin' with that
Big skies out in Corpus, them lights was so gorgeous (Yeah)
In the garage, I made a fortune (Yeah)
Still trying to fuck every Mormon(Yeah)
It’s amazing how I'm still searching
Y'all still reaching, man, fuck the law
I'm above the law, she above the law
Close the blinds, now the lights go off
Duck low in case they raid us all
And take it all with speed and ease (Yeah)
He like me on my knees, generational trauma
Things, wonder how far I could bring
This shit to my existence my nigga
Can I get a witness, I lived it
Turn into a vicious, I spit it
Look at me, and rip it just get it
You ain't the only one that's searching for that 1-9
You gotta go ahead and let that sun shine
Everything gon' be okay, I'm ’bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that’s when they throw tantrum
LA-LA-LA roll
Everything gon' be okay, I’m 'bout to steal the whip and drive that bitch to Montana
My feelings roll that's when they throw tantrum
LA-LA-LA roll
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