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envy caine - thinking lyrics

[verse]
it’s barely a day that i’m sober
never dedicated time to understand what’s goin’ on, but niggas thinkin’ that they know us
i been hated bein’ told what not to do, or what to do
i couldn’t wait ‘til i grow up
all praise to allah for blessing but i forgot to mention everyday that i roll up
sour diesel with some dark fronto, papers, elements smoke, i know they smell it
feelin’ good ‘bout what the judge said, i had better days i let the lawyer tell it
i made a quick order for like thirty bands and deposit it
i had to post to mail it
whatever you seen don’t talk about it
keep your mouth closed, you ain’t suppose to tell it
lotta niggas tryna do it likе me
i’ma sign when i keep all my masters and publishin’
thеn tell me who got beats
stay consistent now nobody fuckin’ with me, no matter who got heat
a few rappers dug a grave for themselves, diss song, tryna shoot at me
i dare a nigga shoot at me
whenever we talkin’ it be hard to elaborate
wake up early every saturday
use to sell coke when it was 30 a gram
we use to cook it up and chop it when the traffic came
sellin’ sour wasn’t workin’, went back to cane
wasn’t tryna fall in line so i had to think
everybody coppin’ from the same plug so when they sold the work they all had the same
seein’ kountry make a killin’, rerockin’ drinks
mix the green with the purple, now let’s drop the pink
came up off wockhardt, [?], hitech, red with the [?], they was coppin’ pinks
gettin’ high off some product movin’ ass backwards
fell in love with the lean that’s a bad habit
mike amiri with the rips and the plaid fabrics
stay away from all the snakes and the backstabbers
just because that i’m black, man, i’m bound to get stopped
illegal searchin’ sayin’ they lookin’ for chops
even if they find a lil piece of weed, just because it’s me i know i’m ’bout to get lo locked
gotta handle all my issues, tryna find the cost
seein’ my mother stay strong whenever times was hard
all i ever seen was a beamer or a benz
every nigga with some money started buyin’ them cars
put in work, name good from my last favor
i was born with finesse, i’m a fast thinker
i like it real but it’s better when they ass faker
ain’t no runnin’ after bitches i’m a cash chaser
when i hit her with the dick she say “buy me a bag”
i lit up the spliff then i sat back and laugh
straight to the point ion want a relation
she started laughin’, i called her a cab
i’m gettin’ to the breesh, still juggin’ gotta trap and save
had to break it down when the package came
switch it up first never had the same
learnin’ how to deal with it never for pain
beat him up for his rollie and his chain ion need the knocks
made it straight to the bump ‘cause i need the guap
the jeweller broke the watch down, did a few test
the shit was fake, same face as a [?] watch
caught some head in the livin’ room
altercations turnin’ physical
feelin’ bad for what i did to you
lazy and miserable
blew you up just like a [?]
now you broke and lookin’ pitiful
every car got a stash spot
in the trenches on the back blocks
every morning i’ma cash out
i slap it she tap out
lick it good and dig her back out
back to trappin’, take the crack route
coka
[outro]
still smokin’ sour diesel
why?
it’s barely a day that i’m sober
coka
still smokin’ sour diesel
why?
it’s barely a day that i’m sober
coka
team larkin
forever situated records
jugg
trappin’ and trappin’
trappin’ and trappin’

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