CRIMEAPPLE, Rasheed Chappell, Danielson - Aiding & Abetting lyrics
[CRIMEAPPLE, Rasheed Chappell, Danielson - Aiding & Abetting lyrics]
Yo Yo uh Yo this is park bench prophecy
This is my philosophy
The illest tales realest
Lives all come out of poverty
With no remorse and we offer no apology
Address the court wrinkled dress
Shirt suede Wallabee
But no corob those involved said nothing
Masked gunmen in search of that white onion
The nigga moved to soon the lead humming
Whistled in ear his head spread like hummus
No newcomers crews they knew of us
The clientele buy and sell we move numbers
But different zones different phones
A few numbers
Every law that we break we face two numbers
(25) with letters at the end
Every letter that I pen is like
A letter from the pen
This mindstate behind bars we locked up
On kitchen tables our next
Meal get chopped up
Then pop up on avenues in vestibules
On crime blotters but our sagas
Never make the news
Let’s politic you want line go
Head and take a sniff
No genies lamps a glass pipe blow
Now make a wish, nigga
That brown bag money shit know
What time it is
They scared to see how it feels
The terrors real north side through the ends
Every night the air is chill
Hit the PSG match’n whip
With the Paris wheels
My girl walk the path of greatness
In a pair of heels she got the balance
And mix it with a lot of talent
She half Italian the way she
Work the pot is brilliant
Never lost a challenge
And never came up short neither
Court side floor seater four
Door Porsche dreamer
Far removed from tryna plot an escape
So many lost in the race
Buckets tweaking dope all in his face
The chef growing with the cost of the plate
I throw the pepper shrimp sauce on the steak
On my word they see young Son
Popping up in the street
Need offices in the suite
Put my coffin a hundred feet
And watch me cause my pockets is getting deep
When I sleep
I try to count dollars instead a sheep
Rare pressure applied just off the reflex
I painted each step
Lessons how to cheat death
I light the blunt decrease stress
Dry clean flex ‘Lo garments catch the iron
And the steam press
Whoawhoa
The diagnosis came in the doctor certain
Yo I body everybody if my mami hurting
Cocky wordsmith brolic shotty by the toilet
I drop a turd in
We starve with somalis I don’t wanna poly
Chickens on my wood like polyurethane
Exchange names no math
Wifey on it when I get home
She probably sniff my sack
Twist the crack choking down this
Gas chasing Coronas down
Hold it down I heard ya dog
Yellow and he homeward bound
He known to treat secrets like propaganda
Man up Can’t stand ya drop the
Hammer leave ya top Constanza
Heckler heckle em meet Krammer time
To switch the face up
My design purvey big faces akin to Jacob
Peace to killers who kill killers
And split the plate up
Look out for neighbors still willing
To hit crystal lake up
I call em uncles never known
To fall or fumble
Cop the bundle triple up and
Sell it all in crumbles
Im quiet in the corner saving oxygen
Confident contemplating topics you
Don’t comprehend
Minor flips never made me salivate
We balance weight recalibrate
See a 1000 islands once
The salad straightwhat
This is my philosophy
The illest tales realest
Lives all come out of poverty
With no remorse and we offer no apology
Address the court wrinkled dress
Shirt suede Wallabee
But no corob those involved said nothing
Masked gunmen in search of that white onion
The nigga moved to soon the lead humming
Whistled in ear his head spread like hummus
No newcomers crews they knew of us
The clientele buy and sell we move numbers
But different zones different phones
A few numbers
Every law that we break we face two numbers
(25) with letters at the end
Every letter that I pen is like
A letter from the pen
This mindstate behind bars we locked up
On kitchen tables our next
Meal get chopped up
Then pop up on avenues in vestibules
On crime blotters but our sagas
Never make the news
Let’s politic you want line go
Head and take a sniff
No genies lamps a glass pipe blow
Now make a wish, nigga
That brown bag money shit know
What time it is
They scared to see how it feels
The terrors real north side through the ends
Every night the air is chill
Hit the PSG match’n whip
With the Paris wheels
My girl walk the path of greatness
In a pair of heels she got the balance
And mix it with a lot of talent
She half Italian the way she
Work the pot is brilliant
Never lost a challenge
And never came up short neither
Court side floor seater four
Door Porsche dreamer
Far removed from tryna plot an escape
So many lost in the race
Buckets tweaking dope all in his face
The chef growing with the cost of the plate
I throw the pepper shrimp sauce on the steak
On my word they see young Son
Popping up in the street
Need offices in the suite
Put my coffin a hundred feet
And watch me cause my pockets is getting deep
When I sleep
I try to count dollars instead a sheep
Rare pressure applied just off the reflex
I painted each step
Lessons how to cheat death
I light the blunt decrease stress
Dry clean flex ‘Lo garments catch the iron
And the steam press
Whoawhoa
The diagnosis came in the doctor certain
Yo I body everybody if my mami hurting
Cocky wordsmith brolic shotty by the toilet
I drop a turd in
We starve with somalis I don’t wanna poly
Chickens on my wood like polyurethane
Exchange names no math
Wifey on it when I get home
She probably sniff my sack
Twist the crack choking down this
Gas chasing Coronas down
Hold it down I heard ya dog
Yellow and he homeward bound
He known to treat secrets like propaganda
Man up Can’t stand ya drop the
Hammer leave ya top Constanza
Heckler heckle em meet Krammer time
To switch the face up
My design purvey big faces akin to Jacob
Peace to killers who kill killers
And split the plate up
Look out for neighbors still willing
To hit crystal lake up
I call em uncles never known
To fall or fumble
Cop the bundle triple up and
Sell it all in crumbles
Im quiet in the corner saving oxygen
Confident contemplating topics you
Don’t comprehend
Minor flips never made me salivate
We balance weight recalibrate
See a 1000 islands once
The salad straightwhat