July Muzik - Billy (Spirit Walkin') Lyrics

Names July it's a shadow of my alter ego
My aunt told me I was lost in evil
I done smoked enough blunts in my life
I could get high off my own air
And guzzle it down with a cold beer
I'd rather hit the block than sitting at a bar
Tryna meet new acquaintances,
Tryna beat
She looking at me like I owe her something
I pay her no mind cause I don't owe her nothing
Bitches are known for frontin
Let's get back to the premise of things
I walk with an attitude, I expect to be king
Expect to be seen as the next nigga up
This is far from what you folks call beginner's luck
I done witnessed visions of me
Spitting it for my niggas
Livin' it, Hustlin',
Posted in the kitchen
With a bunch of young killers who live Reckless,
Who know any minute life could end in a quick second
I'ma die representing that barker ave
Better yet that first and second
Third court, can't forget to mention
Parkside, Lil' Park to Zimms
Home is home,
At very young you're forced to hold your own
I'm addicted to Devil's Spring
With a little cough, a blunt of boof
Just to help with these little thoughts
Why lie
Damn right I keep that cup Po'd Up
With that screw mix, I prefer that cup slo'd up

F*ck the speculation,
Talking about niggas who made it
This world is yours too, why you hating
Spoiled off the 90's rap era, locks and big
Reasonable doubt, Illmatic, Tupac, and Lit
I plan to hit every track like my last fix
With a bounce that make you think I'm on a mattress
I cop an ounce off the strength of the dead
Baby girl, throw a round off the strength of the head
My 950 niggas where u at
2CNF, Cutter, Cutter, baby
Can't forget my brother, Gutta, baby
Can't forget my niggas, Law & Feve
Cause of the competition that we bring
Done made it hard to breathe for you weak niggas
Swimming in the room full of sharks
You's a guppy, I'm that motherf*cking beast in the dark
You's a puppy,
Long as I'm alive I search for new heights in the sky
I'ma always be the shit dog, minus the fly
You feel the name July, summer is here
And the way shit is looking, it might be the summer all year
I honor my name, obligated to write a new hit
It's because of God I made it through the bullshit
Move with the heart of a lion,
In search for money and wealth
I hear paper isn't everything
But it hurt to have nothing to show
So having money'll help for me to get my son anything

Go ahead and think about it
Probably won't though
I pray you think about it
Where my 80's crack babies at, yo

Golden child, golden smile
You know my style, ginsu I own
I wild with the wildest killers around me
It's Alla-, Allerton is around me
What's popping

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