natstar - garden lyrics
light it, my n+gga, we eatin’ roll up and it’s four in the mornin
roll up on the tour i’m performin’, stop grillin’ me, n+gga, you foreman
ain’t feelin’ you, n+gga you boring, no ceiling i’m high and i’m soaring
same sh+t, i’m just high and recording, same sh+t, i woke up and i wore it
same sh+t, i woke up on the floor, got up and f+cked your b+tch on the couch
yeah, she don’t be talkin’ too much yeah, i keep my sh+t in her mouth
yeah, i don’t put my business in the street, yeah i keep my sh+t in the house
you n+ggas be talkin’ too much, yeah i zip my sh+t and be out
yeah, i keep some sh+t in reserve put that in the bag when sh+t is a drought
yeah, they’ll put your sh+t on the curb that’s lifе, gotta go get your sh+t and be out
i’m done givin’ n+ggas my word i ask for thе action, they give me they mouth
i grow my own sh+t in the garden, can’t turn up the sh+t’ll be loud
can’t turn up the sh+t’ll be cloudy, yeah i blow the sh+t in the crowd
she want it, i give her a shot, yeah i blew the sh+t in her mouth
she want it, i give her the d fast yeah, i f+ck her, then i’ll be out
i call it a gentleman sweep she tryin’ to see what the f+ck i’m about
same sh+t, i woke up on the floor, got up and f+cked your b+tch on the couch
yeah, she don’t be talkin’ too much yeah, i keep my sh+t in her mouth
yeah, i don’t put my business in the street, yeah i keep my sh+t in the house
you n+ggas be talkin’ too much, yeah i zip my sh+t and be out
light it, my n+gga, we eatin’ roll up and it’s four in the mornin
roll up on the tour i’m performin’, stop grillin’ me, n+gga, you foreman
ain’t feelin’ you, n+gga you boring, no ceiling i’m high and i’m soaring
same sh+t, i’m just high and recording, same sh+t, i woke up and i wore it
same sh+t, i woke up, i’m in grind mode sh+t, i’m in a new time code
readjusting the ap, yeah the time slow, where the f+ck did the time go
don’t try to play me, i’m like ad sh+t, in motherf+ckin’ prime mode
you talkin’ crazy, f+ck you wastin’ my time for
same sh+t, i woke up on the floor, got up and f+cked your b+tch on the couch
yeah, she don’t be talkin’ too much yeah, i keep my sh+t in her mouth
yeah, i don’t put my business in the street, yeah i keep my sh+t in the house
you n+ggas be talkin’ too much, yeah i zip my sh+t and be out
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