Curtis Williams - Apples 2 lyrics

rate me

It’s the last time right here

Crazy, huh

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Look!

I said, I can do it on this solo

But that family ain’t with me

My nigga didn’t ask a ..

And most these rappers people gazy on the low low

Don’t be sleeping on your pimping my nigga

‘cause that’s a no no

I smoke a blunt to the face until my eyes blows and quickly pour em for

Now everything is moving slow

A blunt a day and keep the pain away

And when you’re home we share but nothing feels the same today

I think we came up, stay in true my nigga, but now my change up

SDF man they talk that we would change up

My vision clear so I’m seeing through the bullshit

They say a lot yeah but none of them niggas been bulling shit

Be a boy man that’s what your mama made

And the features not what your father raised

Look, I try to tell em that you nine until that grave

Until that one million my nigga, so I’ll be working like a slave

A bunch of blunts and bad bitches, how I spend my day

My mom say I’ll be pimping now she change my ways

Making money on the phone should I be making plays

Wasn’t given had to take it, she will fade away

I give the kids up, given bitches whip last from the ..gop

Got on whipping like a slip not

Wicker like a star divertible

Fuck it in ain’t worth much,

give an instrumental copin’ burn to the court not

searchin’ for that quit butt, slow down on that river

even fucking nigga credit of, set it up,

bet that man can finger fucking even ..

blowin out she’s being wack

I compete, she’s a fact I compete what I’m on caping through the east become

Scratching service and that been through the boring navy,

What’s the purpose, pocket and that ain’t clear to understand that I’m a genius

And make em say to the stomach and catch ..

Tryin to making it up America sweet Jesus

That’s all I got, that’s all I got.

Smoking the ash and no ..we sippin this acting

Actively trying to make it all real

Ideas into ideas, our feelings our will still

Just gotta get it it’s the passage Jesus Christ number like

All the glitter is just .. go when you go,

Can’t take your ice with you,

Remember that, yeah that summer school but when winner at

When December at, with a buck of bitches

Short niggas at you, till that young nigga

Duciy in the feeling cat, highschool I know

Tell me where my limits at, sold out shows out of nothing

Can I get it clap or round of applause no fucking

I want it all and nothing .. town my trive since 95

Ready to die shit, my high shit I get like us

With my eyes red, solo

We’re thinking I ain’t never, I ain’t never doubt her

Yeah.