Top Shotta 50 Bodies 6 version by Termanology Lyrics
[Verse]
Sipping this liquor off the 8th floor balcony
Thinking how I made the whole world bounce for me
I had to bubble on the low and blow silently
No longer wanna be the one to live violently
Two baby mamas, two babies, that's four mouths to feed
A hundred friends but none of em looking out for me
Got tax issues, got debts, and got accountant fees
I just wanna heal my pain with this cloud of tree
Is it all in my mind, or am I paranoid
Is this karma in the air, one I can't avoid. Can I, Lord?
Ask you to give me the strength to not lust for anything I can't afford
I don't need no awards or nothing immature
I was more thinking less nightmares and mental wars
Thinking how my Aunt Tammy died last month
Got me smoking every L's like it's my last blunt
I keep it humble, don't chill with peoplе that's gassed up
Some of my friends rich, somе of them on they last buck
How could I stop showing you love cause you had bad luck
Anybody could vouch for me, any hood I get mad love
Sipping this liquor off the 8th floor balcony
Thinking how I made the whole world bounce for me
I had to bubble on the low and blow silently
No longer wanna be the one to live violently
Two baby mamas, two babies, that's four mouths to feed
A hundred friends but none of em looking out for me
Got tax issues, got debts, and got accountant fees
I just wanna heal my pain with this cloud of tree
Is it all in my mind, or am I paranoid
Is this karma in the air, one I can't avoid. Can I, Lord?
Ask you to give me the strength to not lust for anything I can't afford
I don't need no awards or nothing immature
I was more thinking less nightmares and mental wars
Thinking how my Aunt Tammy died last month
Got me smoking every L's like it's my last blunt
I keep it humble, don't chill with peoplе that's gassed up
Some of my friends rich, somе of them on they last buck
How could I stop showing you love cause you had bad luck
Anybody could vouch for me, any hood I get mad love