burn slow (OG Version)

Dreary days
Man I miss them pretty days
Still me and niggas getting paid
Dark phase I've been amazed
Been in a daze
For many days
I feel the haze
Inside my veins
Niggas hate
Then wanna snake
I just hate and walk my way
Never fake I love the way I feel
Never change
But look for change
Keep my pace
I'm in better stride
Write this shit
I write for you
Hope you like this baby boo
Got no clue who hate my views
But I am not the one they choose
So they hear me speak these blues
Jimmy choo be on my crew
Know she yo bitch she like that too
Wit her besties giving glance
Collect my money
Do my dance
Yeah that glocky make em prance
Get me two keep by my hands
Pussy bitch you talk no sense
Keep a distance from my conscience
Local thot bitch
Tryna pop it on my dick
KD7 was the kicks
Got custom vans up in my ship
Balenciagas do they fit?
Only copped em cause they drip
Bitch say start wit just the tip
I fuck her good and then I dip
A nigga trip he feel the clip
I love this life it give no shit
I'll never quit
They want me too
Fall into a holy new
Rollin wit a lonely few
Kept my niggas
Kept my crew
We gone run up count these faces
Yes they blue
New amazements she can't wait
She my bestie she my bae
I hope she know it stay that way
Young legit
Jit nigga
Chasing figures
Yeah we hungry lil niggas
Hands away or hands out
I'll take what you gone hand out
These niggas fans now
I cannot scan it out
Thought I was a goofy
Now I'm going stupid
Psychedelics got me lucid
Fuckboy flowin wit the music