Driggz - May Weather Lyrics

Wrote this August 26th
On some Mayweather and McGregor shit
Smoke and relax on the medicine
I'm high as ever it was heaven sent
Pull up looking like a reverend
Boy I never ran and that's a definite
Superman I put the s in it
I put the effort in make it look effortless
I been flyer than the rest of them dudes
Wale and Weezy put a check on my boots
They ain't lying I be spitting fire
When I leave the session got to check on the booth
General don't got to check on the troops
ATL I fit the set in the coupe
Wilkinsburg niggas I know they'll shoot
If you ain't smoking sum I suggest that you do
I got some niggas out the four one two
Some of the realest that I ever knew
Roll up a fatty pull up to Fanatics
N cop us a pitcher and play us some pool
That was back when I was paying my due
Your woman crush was prolly playing the flute
We could take a break but don't delay me my loot
I be headed to the paper the blue
Benjamins see I bee making my due
What he mentioning
Lil nigga want to get militant
Well I know he got nothing to lose
Nigga I stick to the rules
I stick to the code
I went to the school
Learn from the pros my nigga
I chose to load up my goals
And then shoot for the moon
My nigga I want a loaf
A biscuit a roll and I want it soon
I want the bread
Yeah I want the credit
You could forget it
My nigga I want a loaf
A biscuit a roll and I want it soon
I want the bread
I aim for the head
Now don't make me take out your platoon