[Intro: Sample]
And the lovely sweetness
That filled the air
Came from a daffodil
In my hair
You placed it there
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
AK got the many
Jackie Rob fuck the henny
Tyra's on my timeline
Fucking tall hoes like little penny
I should ice my face out
On a gold rope like lil Boosie
Used to have the franco
Now it's VVSs in the cuban
My pac called but I'm sick of losing
That soft boy, Christina movement
Bought a exit for my hood shooters
That hard white, Christina movement
Got yellow dope, got brown dope
Got blue dope, that Frank Lucas
In the Maybach of that big thing
I don't rent things or space couping
Nigga what (yeah)
Burning ganja help relieve my psyche
Used to burn crosses in our yard, now they burning Nike's
Came up in the nineties when niggas got murdered over Nike's
Jesus walking with me if you niggas riding by me
With that SK, got the many
Jackie Rob fuck the henny
Tyra's on my timeline
Fucking tall hoes like little penny
I should ice my face out
On a gold rope like lil Boosie
Used to have the franco
Now it's VVSs in the cuban
That AK got the many
Jackie Rob fuck the henny
Tyra's on my timeline
Fucking tall hoes like little penny
I should ice my face out
On a gold rope like lil Boosie
If you ain't round me when I had the franco
Then you never knew me like what
[Verse 2: Josh Alias]
Yo
I'm still with the whole team in Queens dreamin
Whats a blue dream without a leaf steamin
Still fiendin for inner peace
I roll the brown I'll ? a bimmer down a scenic route til I found meaning
Uh, regret killing kids quicker than different tablets
I need Benzes you need benzos
We got different habits kid i spit in patterns
AKs aimed at the congress they say we systematic this is madness
I got questions like I was A I with a shooting sleeve skipping practice
I'm skipping classes but I make history
I get my youngins gamed and listen to me
Grand luxe, black tux up with a chick from Sicily
She tryna sit with me
Ain’t shorty stressin’ only heartbreak i feel when I see chalk and tape
Came back from a tour they walked in late
To a court case forgot I’d a blade in my navy North Face
Caught a break, ain’t pat me down, the lord is great
My color determine my fate
I wanna blind jury, look
My little bros still slangin dro
Worry from me you slang is cold
We can’t trust a soul
Devil was a angel once
How can i trust a system that prey on us
Counting our days and the shit ain’t change with us
Nah we still bought in our chain that’s in train but was tradin me
And think of the cats I laid to rest
Look at my homes closed eyes like oh my I can’t cope
I pour wine brother on my side still move H in this LX we called that a dope ride
Keep blinding but i'm reminded the only difference between us is the life he decided on
We like-minded and strong
Grind til the black presi the only thing the light shining right on
Ice on my wrist, mic in my palms
Lightin the spliff, fightin my wrongs
Right like I’m crisp, my life in a song
No license and shit
So ride through the storm
Uh, i’m gone
42 was written by Joshua Simon & Freddie Gibbs & Adam Snow.
42 was produced by Nicholas Craven & Adam Snow.