Cexyandiknowit - Tahitian Punch. . Lyrics

Okay, watch this
GG
I'm involving things in a song from your life, didn't he just offer insights
That's wrong, kill him, why

You must listen long and be willing to take an objective perspective in life
Understand not everyone struggles the same, my guy
My man, Falcom, punched in the ass, sliced in the gut, why laugh or what
Five hundred dollars, lost use of your mind for what

No f*cking hollering
Gotta realize perspective comes with time
That I didn't shoot you, my guy
Karma is a constant, I always see it and I don't understand it

But you best believe it, she gon' see it
She is watching every f*cking step you're taking
Every back you're breaking, trying to make it past the station
I am at, bitch, I was waiting

Lucky you had her right there with you
I was pacing and facing all my ops and futures waiting
Futures great, bitch
Plus I'm not aiming to be there more than three to seven angles taken

Trying to explain that I am not woke, bitch
I am awake, shit
And if I didn't know it, then I'd tell you I wouldn't be trying to f*cking fake it
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the best

Or if the rest don't attempt to reach deep in their souls
On their knees, bitch, please, can't you see
Humbly, I am just trying to sell my weed
Grown legally, selling it

Do you not see it, bitches
One in L, that's f*cking D in
Just wanted to spread love, joy, and happiness
Seeing shit, I am no lyrical genius

No, not the meanest
I am just part of the f*cking machine, bitch
Cause I'm not really even, even f*cking good
I really was raised in the streets

It's where I stood
R.I.P. Benny Cross, my guy
Protected me, raised me, fixed my jumper, but why
Did you have to have that addiction to poison

You know it took too many motherf*ckers before you
And time is so shallow, yet somehow I'm alive
Why am I still here to walk around alive
Free about no carin wow, I'm free to walk

But that is probably just until he's forced to talk
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

Tap out TP, tap out TP, tap out TP
Tap out TP, tap out TP, tap out TP
Tap out TP, tap out TP, tap out TP
F*ck little Stevie

Ahora tu eres L
No Karen from hell
If I didn't know myself, would've broke Baron the well
The deep never tell

F*ck, f*ck, lock, now sell it
Kept Helen Kella bitch, now go sell her
Didn't mean no shit, tell her don't scream
Just shut her f*cking lips, watch her deaf dumb bitch scream

And she can't see a shit, I'll give reason to scream
Don't try my f*cking team, got the stand and the lead
No death in family, living eternity
Before concerning thee, yes I've earned my seat

Worthy he can't explain why, yay, cannot cease
Sit atop a seat, all alone with the weed
And bitch's curse is Wilson's green
Replaced her clone with a no man breed

Didn't know him, you'd think he would leave
Got seven hoes and ears, till he's like Uncle Steven
Seasoned and foaming, barely know him
While he joking, about croaking

He is joking, at the mouth he clocking
Now you understand who he is now
Not a man
Bitch