Lyrics SPLIFF - Akif

This shit been anonymous. All my homies split up, east, west for college
Smoke the pain away, been having a lot of this
City girl summer, these women outta pocket
Aw shit, hit your bitch with the raw dick. She want this
I don't pray for your downfall
But I'm hoping that the crown falls
Place my bets on the house call
Oh shit can you calm down
Pour it up. Homie driving drunk on Sepulveda
What the fuck he doing? I'm praying that I live it up
Red light blue light, my paranoia
Rolling up a blunt, this too much for ya
Collect my thoughts, then reject my bod

Work for the bonus I'm boning your bitch and she moanin she groanin
The morning come the fuck I'm exploding she open her mouth
We discussin fuck in abundance I'm running some errands people sleeping
Rap game peepin
And they seeing moves I make
All the pain all the fame
What it's worth
What you do this for
What's your purpose? Fucking bitches? Closing curtains? Fuck that shit
All the bitches, come and go
All you do is fuck and go
You ain't loyal, you don't deserve royalty
Truthfully, you will see, bitches are commodities
If all you want is clout, then your friendships are hostilities
Possibly, you fuck up, and you become novelty
God has seen you're obsolete, you're a damn catastrophe

I'm just rolling through the city
Homie Smoking up a spliffy
Acting silly people pity
Give a minute lemme finish
I just feel so damn diminished
Do i fit in do I look out
Acting out I panic
Cuz I have become a tragic
Lacking logic stuck in past I'm nostalgic
Always mad, like the baddies
That I'm catching at my classroom
I can't match you I'm just past you
I'm not sorry for myself
I be rapping fuck the sales