Lyrics X-MASS-T-ERROR - Burnout MacGyver , SLVG

Now get the fuck up out my house
Ima get a dimebag and turn it to an ounce
I pay attention to amounts
If you ain't got all the money that you owed you better bounce
And go get it
They talk a lot but they ain't really wit it
Treat my bitches like my blunts I gotta lick before I hit it
I came a long way from politicin in a civic
Now it's beamers in the drive and mad threads on the linen when I rest
Take a puff and hold it in my chest
Just hopin it will calm me down cuz I been feelin stressed
I was at a high point, but now I been low
Been felin aimless goin anyway the wind blow
Hella weight so I'm duckin Mr Winslow's
Don't have a clue bout what goes on behind these windows
Money countin but it ain't all good
I just dropped a bow off of cali in the wrong hood
Fuck