Crooks & Castles E

You know what I'm saying though, right now this Is a new wave, you feel me? Ay, Tep, These don't know what they fucking with right now. Obviously, they ain't fucking with that Belvedair Music. You know why? They can't afford it. You niggas is jolt niggas. It's not my fault. It's not their fault. They just gotta get their money up, feel me? You feel me, you gotta close your eyes. Uplifting, I get your soul to rise. So I ain't really tryna hear about your loading Lines. These rappers ain't scaring nothing, This ain't Poltergeist. Roam in the skies, I'm over your head. Put magic in the grub, make Obi a Zed. Switch my phone off, now I'm holding the meds. So I break the oven door off like, "Show me the bread." Told the fans, "Hurry up and buy it." Same way I told the fiends, "Hurry up and Try it." There's no limits now cah we think Above the sky. And you can end up in A box like Choco Rice. Like, rush, rush, get the yayo, Homes. You ain't going hard like me, You better stay at home. Little puppies get bit when I shake the chrome. Whistle on it, make it go ping like the Latest phone. Up all night, yeah, We choking on kush. Like President Obama, we don't smoke George Bush. They just fight, talking but we don't give a Shush. I'm just tryna build a castle for my Crooks. Yeah, we up all night, we be choking On kush. Like President Obama, We don't smoke George Bush. They just fight, talking but we don't give a Shush. I'm just tryna build a castle for my crooks. Like, I'm missing, I can't find my head. Tryna get up out my seat but I can't Find my legs. Burnt too many draws, We might as well buy a Zed. You tell too many tells, you might as well Hire feds. Higher levels, I'm pushing 'em up. Cahns don't worry 'bout the bars, I'm cooking 'em Up. So when you give me the rhythm, I'll Be jucking it up. I beat the beats up with a hawk in The jag. Uh, what you know about pushing them Slaps? Can't grind in your ride, Then push in the cab. And these are bars from my phone, I don't Put 'em on pad. I treat your CD like A hairline, I'm pushing it back. Who got my back? The whole of the hood. And the hustlers downtown controlling the porch. I call this the first day of my life. And you're damn right, yeah, you know I'm going For good. Up all night, yeah, we choking on Kush. Like President Obama, we don't smoke George Bush. They just fight, talking but we don't give A shush. I'm just tryna build a castle for my crooks. Yeah, we up all night, we be choking on Kush. Like President Obama, we don't smoke George Bush. They just fight, talking but we don't give A shush. I'm just tryna build a castle for My crooks. Ahhh. Big up Belvedair music. Fresh from the trap. Don Loco, ill production. Big up man like Hans, man like Dark Slaughter, Man like Killer and G