MINERAL$

Swishin' the game
Grippin' the grain
Takin' the picture and flippin' the frame
Blunts to the the face that's every day
Love it so much I might marry the Jane
Now fuck that, that's corny shit, but it rhymed right so I said it bitch
I'm chillin' bitch on my lavish shit, you ain't no where close to my level bitch
Big minerals in my bezel bitch [?]
Fresh fruit, flood my plate
Stay out my rays like a freckle bitch
Cuz you are my son and I am your maker
Ridin' scrapers, out in Vegas on the old strip goin' 88
Too many drugs I think I'm bouta faint, but we got too many rolled I ain't the waitin'
I ain't bout the praying
I ain't bout makin' up gods in my head to help me get through the day
I ain't bout the rain I ain't bout the pain
I kick hella raps and smoke hella weed
That's just me, that's just SESH
18 and I get better like every day of my fuckin' life
I got a million in my hand and it's bouta take flight like