Barz 4 dayz

4x Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Another.

Haha, you see probably wonder why I dont smile.
Cuz this cats need to get there own style.
Hold the phone dial.
I go miles, when im sprinting on the beat,
you get lifted of yo feet,
when yo spliffin up my trees.
Quit givin me a speech,
i really tryna hear this,
see with these lyrics.
I'm tryna run fearless .
We playing games in this jungle, Jumanji.
With bomb tree, hidden under all my dirty laundry .
Call me an arm free fucking around,
i'm putting words in your mind,
so you in love with the sound.
They saving my place,
tryna shove this food in my face,
so they force it down my throat,
til i'm use to the taste.
Now move to your place.
Cuz i'm campin out on top.
fresh kicks on my feet,
while you sititn in some socks.
Cops tryna get me lock.
Catch me fucking with shenanigans.
But ill just handle them and throw them in the ambulance.
They want to know what my hands is in.
Scare me straight.
Get back bitch i aint tryna share my plate.
Whats good fam, i love money, i will marry cake.
Get a rich bitch like Ashley and Mary Kate.
And i aint talking about one of them.
Im getting both.
I grab them and get a much.
And then take their money and their coats.
I blow trees, so my mouth is always filled with smoke.

You sniffing coke.
Singing but you haven't hit a note.

Plus that shit you wrote isn't set to carry a crowd .
Im legendary anywhere that im out.
Im sharing this pound.
With my people like a how high sequel.
Told my people need to air out the house.
So beware of my mouth.
Spitting venom, coming out the cerebellum,
with these kicks on my feet,
See i told you i was gelling.
You playing felon.
You in stealing a penny.
I put a hole in your belly like you Oprah or Jenny.


4x Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha.

I sport a long white tee, fitted cap, baggy pants.
If you see me be sure to slap my hand.
Some people do it for the love.
Some peiple do it cuz they can.
But me, Im tryna be legend like Bag a Vance.
Some rap will make you think.
While other shit will make you dance.
So i bump what ever is in the system.
Tryin to make some plans.
I just want to see whats good for the night time.
Nothings hype, Ima head up to crib and write rhymes.
Age like white wine, nicer by the second,
Thats why i never put punctuation on a sentence
Cuz the song goes on, here a dope song.
If they say i wasnt for real, then you was told wrong.
See you aint on, what we on.
You bright i'm neon.
Im smoking up the weed till the tree gone.
Yeaahh
My life is up and down like a sew saw.
So i stay with a Bitch like Leon Phelps...