Kbf Jynx - Crowned

hey
Kbf man
That 41
Off to the west we go, off to the west we go, huh
Off to the west we go, off to the west we go
Got pink got lean got bourbon
Honey bourbon the blunt I'm swerving
On road always putting that work in
See the scene get set behind curtains
Don't stress to much cause life short
Spent half that, trying to fight court
Want my life why you think I'm a fight for
Been a fucked up year I'm a fight more
Can't leave my cros we riding
If I can't talk you out, we Sliding
Got to get that drop we'll find them
Can't get rid of my demons I tried them
New year but we back on that old shit
Quarantine in the booth cause we so sick
And we came up without no lick
But we put in that work cant forfeit
Huh
How they want to see me fall but they encourage me
Wasn't born heartless but you'll learn to be
We just spent a couple thousand on a surgery
And he ain't even make it through so now Its hurting me, r.i.p uzi
I had demons as my brothers were raised differently
I wouldn't fuck your bitch although she had a thing for me
I ain't trying to catch a draw down like templates
All my dawgs hungry we run through like ten plates
Weight in, we pound for pound get your weight in, Huh
No waiting, nothing comes your way if you're waiting, Huh
Pay me or we come back around for the payments
We got released without statements
We don't switch on the cros on some fake shit, Huh
Yeah I count on my ones I don't trust no souls, Huh
Always loving myself I don't trust no hoes, Huh
Keep a matic no glocks I don't trust in those, Huh
Keep a stick on the stage I don't trust no shows, Huh
Whole lotta Bands in a duffle
And trust me if you want smoke we can rumble, Huh
Lost souls lost lives in the struggle
Can't cut no price till I double
Gotta up that price for the trouble
Been offa da Perkys
Been tossing and turning
Can't get no sleep now
So I rather put work in
They want us to slip
So I heard that they're lerking
Can't trust you're shooters
Might hit the wrong person
Can't trust myself, why would you be worth it
Their pockets hurting so who are they hurting
All I got is this gas I ain't talking bout burping
Do a hit myself, then I get him for certain

Written by:
Dave Mali

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