"SweetAromatic" lyrics

I got to laugh to keep me from crying
I got to shine, bitch bring me my diamonds
You gotta kill me to keep me from grindin'
Whats that ejectin' that ain't no rewindin'
Used to be uptown where you find me, now I'll be ducked off like I'm hidin'
Bitches hear BONES like, "Where did you find this?"
Fine wine, I get better with time
She said she fucked me, that bitch a liar
She said she love me, I won't deny it
I crack a can like I'm Stone Cold
I'm coming down like Sting in his prime
You visit hell when you look in my eyes
Take you to Howell the M-59
Buckshot to the back of the spine
Countdown like it's '99

I pick up a pack of woods and pray, I hope they all good
I pick up my feet and step on beast and now my team all good
I dropped out at 16, had to freak it now we all good
"Ricky that's a ticket" I know bitch trust me we all good
Limousine my hearse, I want a partition up and pass away
Mr. BONES a groundskeeper, like to flick my ash away
If they knew what I got planned, the feds would throw my ass away
For tonight I hit your broad day, then dip and hit the matinee

Pick a blunt, it's double stuffed, come try me if you dumb enough
I'm spittin' like I'm Triple H, I slam you like it's Tough Enough
Mask on my fucking face, I heard what they all had to say
I chuckle, motherfucker could take my sound but could never take my place, hey

Never take my place, hey
Take my sound (take my place, hey)
What what
Yeah yeah
What what
What?
What?
Yeah
Yeah

What
I pick up a pack of woods and pray, I hope they all good
I pick up my feet and step on beast and now my team all good
I dropped out at 16, had to freak it now we all good
"Ricky that's a ticket" I know bitch trust me we all good