Illegal

[Hook]
Living like I’m selling that illegal
Hustling got me pulling up in something you don’t
Know nothing about
Still I’m out here thugging
And I’m running with the
Same old people
These the only niggas
That ain’t never ever
Showed me no doubt
No doubt
No doubt
No doubt

[Verse 1]
Off the dirty
Young Tae got me poured up
Left Los Vegas
And got the whole city going up
And your hoe calling
She trying to ride
Got her going nuts
Heard I’m on
She trying to ride
Cause I’m blowing up
Wait a minute
Swear the world’s gone mad
Bitches popping, niggas tripping
Cops killing all my niggas who my niggas ain’t out killing
Where it’s easier to fuck another nigga’s lonely woman
Than it is to find some loyalty
I’m scared of new commitment
Where we high all times
Cause its hard to make a living
Where she rather get to stripping
Than working for some commission
While they serving out the bando
And screaming fuck opposition
I threw king up on my name to predict my future position
I’m the one now
Never come down
Swear she only hit me up now
To make her cum now
Couple niggas on the run now
Couple gunned down
Pray at least they see they sons now
They miss they sons now
Another broken home
We turn the crib to the club
I pour that drink in my cup
We don’t do falling in love
We don’t do hmmm
Only because

[Hook] (Charity Croff of ArchDuke)
Living like I’m selling that illegal
Hustling got me pulling up in something you don’t
Know nothing about
Still I’m out here thugging
And I’m running with the
Same old people
These the only niggas
That ain’t never ever
Showed me no doubt
No doubt
No doubt
No doubt

Convos with God leave him speechless
Maybe he’ll listen
If I pay my preacher
Pray that I ball
But I’m stuck in the bleachers
Lost in allure
Of these whores and this reefer
Got me gone numb
This quest to get funds
This weight on my shoulders
It weigh like a ton
Seen too many L’s
It’s bout time that we won
My niggas say
One day my time going to come
I slightly believe them
On nights that I need her
When no ones around
I call on Juanita
My grandma
I hope that you proud when I meet you
While pouring up four in another 2 liter
I can’t slow it down
This stress on me now
She bagging up sacks while she bussing it down
I hear all the rumors
Thats word around town
She lie claim she love me
But no love been found (yeah)
But she turn the crib to the club
She pour that drink in my cup
She don’t do falling in love
All she know
Selfies and fuck (yeah)
Tonight just roll up a spliff
Back to the future now no Biff (yeah)
I feel like Marty McFly
You just my favorite high (yeah)

[Hook] (Charity Croff of ArchDuke)
Living like I’m selling that illegal
Hustling got me pulling up in something you don’t
Know nothing about
Still I’m out here thugging
And I’m running with the
Same old people
These the only niggas
That ain’t never ever
Showed me no doubt
No doubt
No doubt
No doubt