Vesc Coo - AC Blowin

Peep just how I'm comin
I never wanted nothing
But to be who I'm becomin
You know imma stand for sumn
I never wanted nothing
Right on time no point in
Rushing
When I'm up it's sumn major
Learn the game and keep it Player
If yo ass gon take a shot just Make sure you got yo chaser
They steady showin love but in reality they haters
Can't relate I want the paper
Catch me now
Won't see me later
In my eyes I realize
Real shit it's real life
I remember in high school
We would cuff our Levi's
Roscoe said I'm always Mentioning my mental
But he can do that bc he know What I had been thru
Know my soul seen tragedy
Work it out like a athlete
Run it like a tracc meet
Checcn off my stat sheet
You need the fade get at me
I'm down to ride I'm craccn
Heal and hear my track list
Fucc all of this rap shit
I'm goin
Window up I got my Ac blowin
Got this blunt and imma blow it
I'm on fire I can't control it
Window up my Ac blowin
Got this blunt and imma blow it
This my moment imma own it
Peep just how I'm comin
I never wanted nothing
But to be who I'm becomin
You know imma stand for sumn
I never wanted nothing
Right on time no point in Rushing
When I'm on is sumn crazy
Fighting demons on the daily
Made it thru some cold shit
That'll really test yo patience
I can state the obvious
That some niggas really haters
From cali to Decatur you know
Imma touch some paper
In my eyes realize
Real shit it's real life
If I let you play me once bet
I wont let you play me twice
And the type of shit I been thru Will
Have you shivering at night
Bet I'm higher than a kite
I bet that I'm gon make it right
Know my soul seen tragedy
Work it out like a athlete
Run it like a tracc meet
Checcn off my stat sheet
You need the fade get at me
I'm down to ride I'm craccn
Heal and hear my track list
Fucc all of this rap shit
I'm goin
Window up I got my Ac blowin
Got this blunt and imma blow it
I'm on fire I can't control it
Window up my Ac blowin
Got this blunt and imma blow it
This my moment imma own it
Swear to god I never folded
From the mud where I was Molded
I shouldn't say how much weight I had over my shoulders
And I know he would prolly chip Me for some money you had Loaned em
Ain't that what you told em
Ain't got shit that's worth Exposing
On the set I'm just a Crip
Trynna get this shit in motion
I'm wit all the smoke and what I'm smokin
On is potent
I'm goin
Window up I got my Ac blowin
Got this blunt and imma blow it
I'm on fire I can't control it
Window up my Ac blowin
Got this blunt and imma blow it
This my moment imma own it

Written by:
Braxton Falaniko

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