Losing Interest

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Shawny Bin Laden] Yea, Uh Yea, Uh, Yea I swear my life is a movie I'm on the block with a toolie My bitch a yellow, that bitch she a coolie She seen the VVs then gave up the coochie (Drank) I gotta pour me a deucie (Free Smoke) We treat this shit like a loosie (No) I cannot love on no hoochie Call up the chemist we mixing the particle (Figi) We put your son in a article (Yea) I swear my blunt like a carnival (Uh) I roll my blunt like the Carter do R.I.P Richie, my boy was a father too Servin em J's, said fuck it and [?] Punching the pack let that mufucking grabba do it I seen a fiend throw a blunt in embalming fluid He ain't gon shoot, nigga I'ma do it He ain't gon move it, nigga I'ma move it Niggas keep watching what the yellows doin' Niggas tryna fuck with the yellow movement [Verse 2: Four50] Never been a teacher only been a student Now they tryna do me like crucifix He ain't 10 toes but he six feet under Bro not a witch but he stay with a broomstick I ain't had a dollar had a new fit Cartiers on like Norbit Flyer than a bird bitch with a bird bitch in a new whip Put him in a tight space, caught for having loose lips Rock was the blueprint Bro still making 10 pack off of no chip Pack hocus pocus I ain't focus when I'm high I'm high when I focus Came a long way from the magazine with the lotion I was locked down He is not allowed on the block now Said I'm like a jock, keep a strap now Never back down, except for pack down Lotta beef, bouta be a cash cow Baby I be talking I ain't making music Life like a dream feeling real lucid Shots to his ass but I ain't cupid Lamborghini dreams you be thinking Buick
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Credits
- Writers
- Four50
- Shawny Binladen