Winning in Life E

Don on the beat. In the whip smoking big spliffs, let the village Get a whiff of my potent. The law's my opponent. Fat bag of weed, it comes sealed, unopened. The shit hella strong, got me choking. Hella potent, shit be smelling good. Roll me up a big fat wood. And I need a PDT, I don't want no CBD. Just want that THC, and don't fuck with Me. Don't even try, you'll be surprised. Think about it, just be wise. You get back by one, I get back by 50 of my slimes. For you, I don't even have the time. Drunk a liter of vodka, the shit tasted absolute Rank. Then I turned up my mate's car, it Stank. The singular chip didn't go too far. Smoked too much baccy, my lungs are full of Tar. I won't live long, but I'll make it Far, and I'll leave a legacy. My memory is shifting, too much weed and ecstasy. And these bitches left me with jealousy. Don't test me, I am the best, I say It with chest. My lyrics are blessed, And the life I'm living is a quest. Got this pain in my brain, it's getting me Vexed. And my feelings are perplexed. Don't chat shit over text. Stop the verbal, shut up. All I see is verbalists with a death wish. And shout out to my boy Ish. Got a lot of memories, like when we were Chilling in his room billing. Man, we were broke, didn't even have a shilling. But now we're on top winning. Everybody's broke at the beginning, then you work Your way up. By not giving a fuck and Having a little bit of luck. Lyrics in my head, they're getting stuck. If you don't like me, come buck. I'll scrap you any day, any way, fists up. No need for a debate. When I'm angry, I'm explosive like a grenade. And I'ma rise up like the bubbles in lemonade. I'm actually a nice guy, don't be afraid. Just don't fuck me about, or you'll get knocked Out without a doubt. So keep your mouth shut, Or I'll shut it for you. I don't give a fuck what I say. My lyrics are always brand new. They're original, not fictional, and my weed is Medicinal.