"Immigrants" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, sometimes I laugh to stop from cryin'
Turn off my phone, I'm ridin' in silence, got my
Digi dash board kit in
Vogues 'bout to spizz in, drugs 'bout to kick in
Chasin' these ghosts, [?] they really chasin' me
I can see they face in my dream, wake up sweatin' and I can't breathe
I put a childhood friend on his knees for coke and weed
He had some meth, I gave it to Mack 'cause I really don't fuck with speed, I got my
Caught an angel when I clipped the wings
Jacka took me shoppin' up North, my California dream
Opened up the locks with the keys, we [?] a thousand Ps
Winnin' with the fiends like the beam, like Sacremento kings
I treat these hoes the same and I don't trick or spoil
She know I can afford it so she won't abort it
My migo had that fafa 'fore he got deported
Snort and make your eyes pop like Bobby Portis
Kane season, round trip ticket to hell and back
Hundred precent pure crack smoke, bitch, you inhalin' that
Truck driver just got hit, I had to mail 'em back
Fuckin' with that [?] cashapp, I'ma Zelle 'em that
Investigation, stayed ahead of that
Lawyers on retainer, no favors, put up the bread for that
This that motion picture theater rap
Feds'll have a nigga scared to rap
Kane season, I'm in sizzle, they hit your pillow, got your brain tinglin'
I ain't tweakin' but me and geekers fight the same demons
We both addicted, both conflicted
Needle or the base, he want a taste, he take it, both them bitches
Blood gushin', blood racin'
I'm in the backseat, lookin' in his face, he ain't gon' make it
Too many bullets got his body shocked, he just can't take it
We had to leave him at the E.I as a John Doe patient, look at his family faces
Sometimes I laugh to stop from cryin'
A homicide stay on my mind, I got my
Digi dash board kit in
Vogues 'bout to spizz in, drugs 'bout to kick in
Flippin' the page, these crackers playin' a different game
Is my people gon' stop from sendin' shit if Trump kick out the immigrants?
Yeah, they might be on my head for that
Feds'll have a nigga scared to rap
Kane season, I fuck strippers, me and them bitches fight the same demons
Ask the last bitch 'cause she left me for the same reasons
We both addicted, both conflicted
Called me up a billion times, I still be fuckin' on both them bitches
Host them bitches, post with bitches
[?] with bitches
Money speak, my aura speak, so I don't gotta approach them bitches
This that motion picture theater rap
Niggas bit the flow, I had to steal it back
Turn off my phone, I'm ridin' in silence, got my
Digi dash board kit in
Vogues 'bout to spizz in, drugs 'bout to kick in
Chasin' these ghosts, [?] they really chasin' me
I can see they face in my dream, wake up sweatin' and I can't breathe
I put a childhood friend on his knees for coke and weed
He had some meth, I gave it to Mack 'cause I really don't fuck with speed, I got my
Caught an angel when I clipped the wings
Jacka took me shoppin' up North, my California dream
Opened up the locks with the keys, we [?] a thousand Ps
Winnin' with the fiends like the beam, like Sacremento kings
I treat these hoes the same and I don't trick or spoil
She know I can afford it so she won't abort it
My migo had that fafa 'fore he got deported
Snort and make your eyes pop like Bobby Portis
Kane season, round trip ticket to hell and back
Hundred precent pure crack smoke, bitch, you inhalin' that
Truck driver just got hit, I had to mail 'em back
Fuckin' with that [?] cashapp, I'ma Zelle 'em that
Investigation, stayed ahead of that
Lawyers on retainer, no favors, put up the bread for that
This that motion picture theater rap
Feds'll have a nigga scared to rap
Kane season, I'm in sizzle, they hit your pillow, got your brain tinglin'
I ain't tweakin' but me and geekers fight the same demons
We both addicted, both conflicted
Needle or the base, he want a taste, he take it, both them bitches
Blood gushin', blood racin'
I'm in the backseat, lookin' in his face, he ain't gon' make it
Too many bullets got his body shocked, he just can't take it
We had to leave him at the E.I as a John Doe patient, look at his family faces
Sometimes I laugh to stop from cryin'
A homicide stay on my mind, I got my
Digi dash board kit in
Vogues 'bout to spizz in, drugs 'bout to kick in
Flippin' the page, these crackers playin' a different game
Is my people gon' stop from sendin' shit if Trump kick out the immigrants?
Yeah, they might be on my head for that
Feds'll have a nigga scared to rap
Kane season, I fuck strippers, me and them bitches fight the same demons
Ask the last bitch 'cause she left me for the same reasons
We both addicted, both conflicted
Called me up a billion times, I still be fuckin' on both them bitches
Host them bitches, post with bitches
[?] with bitches
Money speak, my aura speak, so I don't gotta approach them bitches
This that motion picture theater rap
Niggas bit the flow, I had to steal it back
