Deaf white girl,
silk sheet covers,
feather pillows on,
11 o'clock breakfast,
cigarette
red bull,
open the door,
wash my ass and jump in the pool.
I spark the grill up,
season up the fresh fish,
I give it 10 minutes,
flip it and go
get a dish.
Brown Kool-Aid,
I gotta keep it hood,
and rinse the chlorine off and start the day good.
Jump in the Lex truck,
take the oceanic view,
riding the sunset,
doing what I wanna do.
Sit on the hood,
chilling,
watching the waves ripple,
birds flock in the circles and meet
up in the middle.
I'm still tickled by the struggles of my younger days,
by my younger age,
younger ways,
many
things.
Thoughts vary,
if you real,
then it's just respect.
If you fake, nobody's even gonna check it.
I formulate opinions, my Lord creates meanings.
Big pimping with no O.J.
Stinson, no slacking in the making.
Now pump that Michael Jackson,
let the truth resonate in your spirit and keep asking.
I make my money legal,
now I can preach,
dawg,
and I don't steal nothing,
don't break no
And I don't need nothing, don't even need you
I am too cold, I'll call without the flip
And speaking of my niggas only get you kicked out
It ain't a secret neph,
let me say what I'm talking bout
See baby girl a queen, not Venus
Venus is a planet, elite humble and meekness
I'm not a king but David was,
so what's the problem?
Let the queen choose, real niggas keep mobbing
Aiden my best friend, until the very end
He'll play the daddy on the low and we gon' kick it again
Imagine if I knew,
and all my niggas blew He been fighting you,
uh-huh,
he winning too
They caught him right by before I even passed through
You can't have everything,
*,
we gon' make it through
I love my girl and all right You know I gotta get my bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on
All right You know I gotta put my thing on,
thing on,
thing on,
thing on,
thing on,
thing on
And maybe have a little fling with me A fling,
a fling,
a fling,
a fling,
a fling in my life
I don't sleep so cool that I don't even smoke weed no more
It's cheap to a boss all alone in the galaxy,
gas to double O's
I'm so motherfucking cool nigga,
so cool,
I don't sleep so cool
That I don't even smoke weed no more,
it's cheap to a boss all alone in the galaxy,
gas to double O's
I love my girl and all right You know I gotta get my bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on
And
maybe have a little fling with me A fling,
a fling, a fling, a fling in my life
It ain't no need to speed,
it ain't no need to speed
You know I gotta get my bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling on,
bling