You’re Scaring The Hoes

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, MTC, uh, uh
4004 shit, uh, Based Dark Angel Boyz
Gang, gang, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo
Lil Seri, ELFACTION, 2009

[Verse 1]
Two strains in the blunt, it's time to get smacked
This a chill song, young nigga, you can sit back
Normally I'm the type to hit the beat all ignorant
But this time around, I'm really trying to make you feel the shit
I woke up today thinking about a bag
Money on my mind, I want the riches, nigga, fuck the rags
I don't want to do it to your ass, but I'll load the mag
What I look like tripping off something I already have?
Huh, that's a good question
God on my mind, so you know I'm getting big blessings
Smoke a fat blunt, boy, I am never stressing
If it's really go time, know I got a lethal weapon
In the forest, with the gang, yeah, we big stepping
Get your bread and be yourself, that's the message
Everybody not really your friend, had to learn that lesson
Why would I lose faith in a fate that's already destined?
Trying to eat up off my plate, I'ma let you have it
I'm the type of nigga to get food from another establishment
I'm the type of nigga that don't be tripping, 'cause I'm really having it
Open up his bitch legs, kitchen cabinet
MTC got the rock, we ain't passing it
If I call up E, I know he shooting like a maverick
Throw the pass to VF, Colin Kaepernick
She trying to tell me her whole life story like I asked for it, damn

[Chorus]
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
To be so alone

[Verse 2]
Late night staring at the wall blunt rolled
Clutch stick in my hand, 'cause the story's been told
Yeah, you know how it go, I cannot afford to fold
And the pack been sold, everything I touch is gold
I know something that you don't, I'm doing drugs just to cope
If I don't get paid, then it won't get done
Unless you the fam, then you know you one

[Chorus]
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
To be so alone