Escape by Tazmin Lyrics
My finger tips are all icy I got a cold approach
I just wanted to smoke and chill these hoes do the most
I fade away like my stress when I hit the roach
Two months ago I was with my ex cooling on the coast
Ben Franks in my vision, they're stuck on my brain
No life guard on duty, I'm drowning in the pain
If I didn't go through this then I wouldn't be the same
I slit my heart with a razor and let my pain drain
We want the blues nigga get the money fuck fame
I got swisher sweets, hemp wraps, dutch, game
I been out here making waves since the flood came
She wanna climb up on a nigga on my sub-frame
Everybody's tryna eat it's survival of the fittest
I stack slips nigga ask your woman she's my witness
All I care about is blues, is this some kind of sickness?
When our stomachs start growling we get to actin different
Woah
It's hard for me to love let alone trust a bitch
The only thing up on my mind is about gettin rich
Where them ratchet hoes at? I need a thot to fix
Woah
I'm just tryna put a comma in my 0's
I got my highs but right now I'm on my lows
I'm doin 115 down this mother fuckin road
Fried my engine on my cake day had to get that bitch towed
I can't with them niggas cuz them boys got no code
She asked me what I like, I said "I like my dick rode"
Smokin on this purp I might just burn out my throat
Bitch I bring the waves you pussy niggas bring a boat
I don't need the bitch if she don't pay my car note
I stripped em of their stress and then I filled them with hope
I'm bumpin G Herb while I'm baggin up this dope
When I come up in your stu you'll smell smoke
When I'm with my white girl I'll smell coke
When you're tranced in my presence you'll smell hope
I got 800 cash in my coat
I wonder if I'll ever make it, to the top
A nigga stay stackin paper, non stop
Imma be a real nigga till my heart stop
Imma be a real nigga till my body drop
Oh you thought this shit was pure? No it's re rock
I'm in my CSG fit this ain't Reebok
I got empty rello packs on my sheet rock
Can you beat it, like the blades in my blender?
She's so conceited... or some shit I can't remember
He got deleted, I burnt our memories down to embers
I pimped Leighanna, ran it up all September
I'm in Atlanta, smokin in public like it's Denver
I gotta do something cuz fuck a cardboard assembler
She's not in the middle, I keep that bitch left of center
This life is a bitch but there's not a day that I'll surrender
These niggas act like hoes they switch roles like Bruce Jenner
That bitch was a demon at first I thought that God sent her
My lyrics come natural cuz I am not no pretender
When they fuck with my time I cannot control my temper
It's hard to forget, when you got so much to remember
Bitch I'm the shit I'm spending cash like it's December
My time is temporary this shit won't last forever
All my niggas grindin yeah I got love for my members
Bitch
I just wanted to smoke and chill these hoes do the most
I fade away like my stress when I hit the roach
Two months ago I was with my ex cooling on the coast
Ben Franks in my vision, they're stuck on my brain
No life guard on duty, I'm drowning in the pain
If I didn't go through this then I wouldn't be the same
I slit my heart with a razor and let my pain drain
We want the blues nigga get the money fuck fame
I got swisher sweets, hemp wraps, dutch, game
I been out here making waves since the flood came
She wanna climb up on a nigga on my sub-frame
Everybody's tryna eat it's survival of the fittest
I stack slips nigga ask your woman she's my witness
All I care about is blues, is this some kind of sickness?
When our stomachs start growling we get to actin different
Woah
It's hard for me to love let alone trust a bitch
The only thing up on my mind is about gettin rich
Where them ratchet hoes at? I need a thot to fix
Woah
I'm just tryna put a comma in my 0's
I got my highs but right now I'm on my lows
I'm doin 115 down this mother fuckin road
Fried my engine on my cake day had to get that bitch towed
I can't with them niggas cuz them boys got no code
She asked me what I like, I said "I like my dick rode"
Smokin on this purp I might just burn out my throat
Bitch I bring the waves you pussy niggas bring a boat
I don't need the bitch if she don't pay my car note
I stripped em of their stress and then I filled them with hope
I'm bumpin G Herb while I'm baggin up this dope
When I come up in your stu you'll smell smoke
When I'm with my white girl I'll smell coke
When you're tranced in my presence you'll smell hope
I got 800 cash in my coat
I wonder if I'll ever make it, to the top
A nigga stay stackin paper, non stop
Imma be a real nigga till my heart stop
Imma be a real nigga till my body drop
Oh you thought this shit was pure? No it's re rock
I'm in my CSG fit this ain't Reebok
I got empty rello packs on my sheet rock
Can you beat it, like the blades in my blender?
She's so conceited... or some shit I can't remember
He got deleted, I burnt our memories down to embers
I pimped Leighanna, ran it up all September
I'm in Atlanta, smokin in public like it's Denver
I gotta do something cuz fuck a cardboard assembler
She's not in the middle, I keep that bitch left of center
This life is a bitch but there's not a day that I'll surrender
These niggas act like hoes they switch roles like Bruce Jenner
That bitch was a demon at first I thought that God sent her
My lyrics come natural cuz I am not no pretender
When they fuck with my time I cannot control my temper
It's hard to forget, when you got so much to remember
Bitch I'm the shit I'm spending cash like it's December
My time is temporary this shit won't last forever
All my niggas grindin yeah I got love for my members
Bitch