earl sweatshirt - huey lyrics
foot and hand on the gates
we was jumping, oh f-ck, i’m like quicksand in my ways
was always stuck and i’m stuck until an ambulance came
the first time i changed fast through los angeles lanes
and my b-tch say the spliff take the soul from me
and the clique tight-knit, it’s like the ‘lo rugby
beat the f-ckin beat up like it stole from me
you can talk to clancy you need a feature, or quote from me
i’m off the lancy, i reek of reefer and show money
it’s early running with n-gg-s, who cold running sh-t
the wins like lotion, he get it he go rub ’em in
critics pretend to get it and b-tches just don’t f-ck with him
i spent the day drinking and missing my grandmother
just grab a gl-ss and pour up some cold white wine
and a colt 45 in it, you know how i get it
i’m toasted myself and a toast to all my n-gg-s
and there ain’t no time limit, i’m toasted as h-ll
and i gotta jot it quick cause i can’t focus so well
and now, a formal introduction
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