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Gas lit your shit up in your cask
Fast hit your shit up, I won't ask, i'll pick up
Cash, I don't pick up, trash
Nigga, I been on spazz, lit up, go figure
No breaks, shit, get realer, no mistakes, be a realist
Lotta shit'll go left, gotta get out your feelings
Lotta shit'll come to your doorstep
Gotta answer the door
Can't, say you should've been better before
Can't, say this shit'll be better if poor
Wait, you relate to your fate
Or go make an escape
You gon' make a mistake
Lose some bread off the plate
You want cake with that cake, you wanna level the state
You don't purchase the wine, you invest in the grape
Demons come out at night
Give your best for the day, write a check for the foundation
And give the rest away
That's frivolous, shit, I'm feeling blessed today
I don't get in between shit, I just let it play, play
Let it play out, foot on the gas, that's the only fucking way out
Foot on your ass, shit, I'm coming for that spot
Lock the door on motherfuckers
Throw the key out, nigga stay out, by the way
Big Za, great amount, proud of what I've accomplished
Shit you a hater shit you just gonna hate them all
20 plus I'm dreaming I couldn't wait to ball
Now that ain't what's cracking I'm trying to take it all
Yeah we going in time to get in there
No, going back forth on the internet
Go, for it pour the gas on and let it leak
On my Pac shit, nigga, fuck the enemy
I don't know what got in to me, I'm lit up
Gas lit your shit up in your casket won't get up
Fast, hit your shit up, I wont ask, I'll pick up
Cash, I don't pick up, trash
Nigga, I been on that gas lit, lit up
Fire that shit up
Me and my niggas inspired to get richer
More money
More enigma
Yeah, we uncomfortable
Cause being poor ain't in us
Had to switch up
Go be the dumbest in the room
The people around you
That you helping
Can't help you
You surrounded
Your surroundings
The foundation
Start a new life
Go through it
You pound the pavement
A true life
Shit in your past
Wasted
Gone
You keep all the memories
In glass cases, on
And off the wall
You been through it all
Pawn
You not a pawn
Shit, you made it out
Gone
That paper route
Got you papered out
Say it loud
They don't know
Till they get it
What that paper bout
Weigh it out
Whole 28 don't play
Stakes, whole lot of shit on the line
I got time, play
Yeah we going in time to get in there
No, going back forth on the internet
Go, for it pour the gas on and let it leak
On my Pac shit, nigga, fuck the enemy
I don't know what got in to me, I'm lit up
Gas lit your shit up in your casket won't get up
Fast, hit your shit up, I wont ask, I'll pick up
Cash, I don't pick up, trash
Nigga, I been on that gas



Writer(s): Christopher Stowe


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