August

[Hook]
I give you August, I’m cold hearted
I’m the shit like I farted, who got Lo started?
I go the hardest, I’ll choke your artist, his music in the garbage, drinking Sea moss and garlic
I’m on blow regardless, they want to give me charges
I got some work from Vargas, my bitch come from the star list
Godzilla had a baby, this what you call this, this what you all missed, I give you August

[Verse 1]
My youngin’ got booked he put me on his call list, he seen an opp out in traffic then he made his car flip
He say his whole hood telling, man I guess they all pissed
Backhand a pussy nigga, you don’t get up of this
Express train, finesse king, got to see who was who was the best thing
Now I’m thinking harder than a chess game (I’m thinking), last thing I remember was the chest pains
Then I faded, they thought I pearly gated
Then I came back, you still was outdated
Pulled out and sprayed it, did ‘em outrageous
Then I got back you laying on the pavement
My other youngin’, he was a ball-player
I couldn’t really blame him, he said he needed paper
Then he got to it and he did it major, then they found him sprayed up, like a year later

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[Verse 2]
You like chatting, I like action
The Fendi zip up spring was a nice jacket
Margiela button up was a nice fabric
But I come from the slums, nice was hazard
Days was badder, when the pain add up
When they seen the kids was still shot it ain’t matter
Cops know who did it, not witness made them madder
Up close chest shot, it made him stagger
You get a free dance if you freelance, with the devil took notes from the e-man
Me and shorty blowing smoke I told her breathe in
She was playing with the pussy I told her leave then
I’m the greatest for the next couple ages
Weigh your wages, ink on pages
It’s out the oven, you can’t touch it
Niggas internet thugging, I’m so disgusted
I’m disgusted with you fucking peasants
Dark Lo the crook is a fucking legend
Lost a couple niggas hope they live in heaven
And I might join ‘em soon everything is destined
Shorty wanna ride with a dying breed
No feelings, no pride, dying breed
Throw the smoke to the sky, dying breed
Free my gang that’s inside, dying breed

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