Ascension

BLESSED MANE

I woke up in the mornin', smokin' breakfast got me dazed

I threw on my Khaki shirt, OG style, baby doo-doo braids
I'm plottin' on these sissy sucker, they run they grip constantly
My road-dog Lil' John strapped with "M,"
For one, we faithful to the streets

Because I grew up with no shit up in my 'frigerator
Sometime I hustle from the circle, put food on my table
I'm down to die on my time, it was for me I own

You talkin' gankin'? Adiós, partner, show you wrong

I'm full of alcohol but tryna make my pockets swole

In fact, I'm slangin', stangin', gankin' when I'm on the stroll
Ayo, I'm only down with niggas that I hang with
Bizzat to they high fade, ain't meant for no robbin'

Yo, fizzact, persizzonally, they say I'm insizzane
And I ain't thinkin' 'bout no lawyer, see my sack's fat
Smokin' on some trizznue, blowin' a gun, it izznew
My bank on swole, nigga, 'cause I'm livin' by the tone

Fuck peace, my '98 is '93 with hammers on, bitch

Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick

Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick

Slick, ain't got no sorrow, bitch