Ameer Vann - Xxplosive Freestyle lyrics
[Ameer Vann - Xxplosive Freestyle lyrics]
Spillin' drink, losin' jewelry
Still flex on they ass
Still flyin' overseas with
Over ten-thou' cash dropped my tape
Left my house and now my mom in a Benz
See myself in the rims
You know my daddy done died
I ain't crying, it's just smoke in my eyes
I ain't lying, see his face in the mirror
Press my face to the killer
Real niggas is dying
I pour a pint with my niggas
I hope my daddy forgive me
For saying I hate him
I been thinking 'bout quitting
I rent a place in Jamaica
I'ma smoke 'til it kill me
'til my father come get me
Suitcase full of toys
I sit and wait on the porch
I know that nigga still ain't comin'
I moved out and got worsе
Couple pints of the purp' and I
Pull off in a hearsе put my soul in a verse
I wear my heart on a sleeve
Niggas asking for a feature
You could never afford it
Made a deal with the Devil
So he do my recording
Time ain't really important
I be sittin' in the studio
Like 6 in the morning
I don't rap for the money
But I ain't rappin' for free
Spent your rent on my weed
Used to eat off the streets
Now I live on the tree's
You don't love me like you say that you do
When I met you last night
Go and tell me the truth
Go and tell me I ain't shit
And I mean nothin' you
I grab the mic and write my life
And I make love in the booth
Wedding ring on my pinky finger
Nah you can't keep it neither
Married to Mary Jane
That syrup that keep me sleepy
Pray that the Lord keep me
Committed to killin' niggas
Stickin' up drug dealers
Lying right to my mama
I'm hoping that she forgive me
I'm down to my last penny
Holding the Glock semi
Hoping the cops get me don't wanna be here
I might pop and kill a cop
I hope they get me to chill
You'd forget I was here
Throw them checks in the mail
You could give them to my mom
I think I'm writin' my will
I smoke a blunt and hold my cup
It ain't no hands on the wheel
I went from Cadillac to Porsche so
You could catch me in here
Let me burn one in here
Still burnin' in here
Water up to my ears, I sip a cup of my tears
I burn a blunt of my fears
Still flex on they ass
Still flyin' overseas with
Over ten-thou' cash dropped my tape
Left my house and now my mom in a Benz
See myself in the rims
You know my daddy done died
I ain't crying, it's just smoke in my eyes
I ain't lying, see his face in the mirror
Press my face to the killer
Real niggas is dying
I pour a pint with my niggas
I hope my daddy forgive me
For saying I hate him
I been thinking 'bout quitting
I rent a place in Jamaica
I'ma smoke 'til it kill me
'til my father come get me
Suitcase full of toys
I sit and wait on the porch
I know that nigga still ain't comin'
I moved out and got worsе
Couple pints of the purp' and I
Pull off in a hearsе put my soul in a verse
I wear my heart on a sleeve
Niggas asking for a feature
You could never afford it
Made a deal with the Devil
So he do my recording
Time ain't really important
I be sittin' in the studio
Like 6 in the morning
I don't rap for the money
But I ain't rappin' for free
Spent your rent on my weed
Used to eat off the streets
Now I live on the tree's
You don't love me like you say that you do
When I met you last night
Go and tell me the truth
Go and tell me I ain't shit
And I mean nothin' you
I grab the mic and write my life
And I make love in the booth
Wedding ring on my pinky finger
Nah you can't keep it neither
Married to Mary Jane
That syrup that keep me sleepy
Pray that the Lord keep me
Committed to killin' niggas
Stickin' up drug dealers
Lying right to my mama
I'm hoping that she forgive me
I'm down to my last penny
Holding the Glock semi
Hoping the cops get me don't wanna be here
I might pop and kill a cop
I hope they get me to chill
You'd forget I was here
Throw them checks in the mail
You could give them to my mom
I think I'm writin' my will
I smoke a blunt and hold my cup
It ain't no hands on the wheel
I went from Cadillac to Porsche so
You could catch me in here
Let me burn one in here
Still burnin' in here
Water up to my ears, I sip a cup of my tears
I burn a blunt of my fears