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"And as we come on the air, more than 1,036,000
Cases have been confirmed nationwide. It is also
Having a devastating impact on American business."
"Governor Gavin Newsome on Monday announced a
Sweeping rollback to the state's reopening."
Fuck that shit that you sellin', I ain't askin' or tellin'
I won't sit here another minute, I'm old school bailin'
Up out the house with the homies, I'm sick of all this shit on me
We just wanna feel normal, shit ain't gotta be formal
Let's meet up at the, I heard they hoppin' that bitch
Six-fours and deuce-tres and Harleys with kicks
The Harley Quinns and all the friends that's flashin' they tits
It's like everybody gettin' released from doin' the bid
They ain't gon' stop me from livin', I'ma do what I want
I'ma compromise my respiratory system with blunts
Sticky-icky like fly paper, that money from Trump
It cover half of the overhead that I need for the month
All these bitches is lyin', I don't believe nothin' they sayin'
So I'm out here with my people in my low-low, hangin'
Tappin' the switch on the left, about to pull off
Thinkin' I don't feel good, then I (-coughing-)
Oh, what the fuck?
Oh, man, cover your motherfuckin' mouth, man (Damn)
You ain't got no fuckin' mask? (Shit)
Shit!
You know I miss havin' hoes comin' over
The news say I can't get pussy 'til October
I ride with my niggas, we don't care about Corona
We sippin' cold Coronas while we chillin' on the corner
Damn, there's only five years left
'Cause Wuhan, China got us all in check
Yup, fresh to death, a nigga feelin' like a million
Sick of bein' inside, Demrick out of the building
I'm out here, gettin' money to get
Places to be, I ain't worried 'bout shit
Told my partner come swoop me, we gon' head to the strip
He said give her forty-five, she got her face on my dick
It was half past nine when he pulled up to the crib
Hopped in the passenger side, dapped him up real quick
He passed me the joint, I took a big ass hit
I'm healthy and fit, I ain't gon' never get sick
"Hey, uh, what's up guys? So look, uh, this morning
I, uh, I got some test results back for coronavirus
And it came back positive. Yeah, and it sucks."
Word got back we gotta cancel some shows (Oh)
When it's comin' back, I'm guessin' nobody knows
But I can't cancel the flow, they don't ask for a refund
I'm live on the 'Gram, watch homie gonna stream one (Nah)
I got Super Bowl numbers, it's a dream, son (Nah)
Got it playin' in your head like a rerun
You sit at home, goin' stir crazy, you're crazy
If you think I'm slowin' down, wait 'til it's my turn, baby
I'ma let it burn, baby, none of your concern, maybe
Stay up out my biz, but you bitches never learn, baby
No need to put up any resistance (Come on)
I ain't social, keep your distance
I wanna go outside, it's alive in my neighborhood
You will never understand, I'm feelin' like I'll kill a man
Dabbin', I may kill a gram, Fergie wanna twill a man
Lookin' at an iller man (Ooh), why you tryna shake my hand?
"It's your real life, baby, with his ill will, ill will
It's your real life, baby, with his ill will, ill will
It's your real life, baby, with his ill will, ill will
It's your real life, baby, with his ill will, ill will"
































