Achoo

Cold damn world and I'm all alone in it
Half of me is gone I can't find the next percentage
Shoot a whole clip like my name is Cole Bennett
Always on the edge smoke this L so I don't fidget
Straight funk how I rock
These forces with the pendant
Pop out like an image
I'm so fresh but that's a given
Fake shit I don't get it be yourself without pretending
Frustrates my soul I was down but they forget it
I will pour up a whole cup
Right now
Pipe down
With all that ra n ruff
Like how you acting tough when dotted up
Off this loud I'm coughing up
The bros are off I call them up
It's all work no knocking up
If it's falling short we talk them up
Up up
I'm in the cut not short of luck
Blunt is full with runts it fills my lungs
Ain't no remixing this just how it comes
Dutches stuffed it's guts to dubs
A bitch to practice for my love
No reaction to a thug
Only G's I maybe trust
The fuck is even wrong with you
Off this juice it's thick and got me stuck just like it's glue
I wouldn't die for you
Unless it's crew and that's so true
If it's beef we call no truce
We stir it up like it's stew
I'm sick achoo
Achoo
Achoo