HAUL

Lyrics

Hauling ass, it's time to go yo I'm flooring the gas That's right I'm gassed, you already know I got asthma attached Ashma attack,you don't know half of my past You ain't wrote half of my raps I be in the dojo pacing on dolo Trynna take old scrolls back to the shack High school we was rolling blunts in the back My school roll through lunch in a pack Old school we got in the cyphe if you whack And you get in the cyphe then you better not rap I don't need to fuck shorty I don't need ass You could take your ass to somebody who asked I been a sucker for too long forget it Don't do me no favors I don't need no credit Nigga charge that debit at the store than I jetted Only get better yeah it's all being measured Harai Goshi to your arm forget it My technique is strong I stomp on you peasants I don't know where to start now It get cold in my heart now I get warm in the dark clouds Middle of the eye of the storm when I come round The sun rise in the east, then it sets In the west A man rise on his feet gets up when he's down when he's down it's a test You are not allowed in my chambers Turn around and go back to where you came from I don't ever wanna see a clown In my kingdom Suckas wanna come hang around cause of income Top down In the Rubicon jeep Face up mowing ground over all the concrete Lawnmower is the sound going over all beats Staying sober so the crown slowly coming towards me Top down in the Rubicon jeep Face up black clouds rolling over concrete Blacked up black clowns all the crowds come see Packed up black dust all within my arms reach Black clowns in the Rubicon jeep Black clouds that loud yeah the speakers on fleek All the evil In the people seeping into what you read All that's breathing isn't equal if you look at you see I don't know if I should tell you how I feel If I did I think you'd start to wonder why I could tell you haven't been through a lot of live shit just be looking at your eyes Zero carrots on the wrist, what you know about this, go to sleep make a wish Imma catch you in your dreams it's exactly what it seems when I catch you on the fip Motherfuckers try to tell me how to act Fuck that, get your whole front pushed back What's that, heart attack rap take a nap Matter fact you a little fat, take a lap Facts, watch your whole turn black Black, middle of the night turn back Laugh, funny how a pussy nigga act It's money over here so these pussy niggas rap My raps go ratatatat I ain't trynna chat with you need a Tic Tac Chilling in the kitchen chick sitting on my lap Fucking with my vision she a kitten I'm a cat