Alright, I mean I never thought I would be the one. And its feelings that I cant explain...
Fifteen later, all you haters gotta holla at my Lady. My first, own killa, my pusha, my dealer...
And this is your favorite crew on drugs, we be happy runnin round gettin high on love,
to much it kill ya, I now thats right.
But She got that crack and I got that pipe.
Like if Shes the pusher, and Im the Hustler, and loves the drug, then this is for the Lovers...
One time for the BBoys on the streets with it,
But me and Shorty we be hustle in the sheets with it.
Shes sellin, Im buyin.
And only when the drugs all done I feel I feel like dying. ..trying
She dope, She bad, I think we gonna might need to go rehab.
Pushin all that Graff, all them Tags, Blazin bags.
Addiction. Its that Swag..
KEEP PUSHIN!
Det har varit en lång hård vinter och vi har länge fått styka omkring zombie-style utan en uns av solsken.Hella crappy ,men det resulterar iaf i klassisk gammal hemmapysselgraff. Några av dessa alster går att köpa 
