Issue No 124 Rip Kevin Miller Lyrics
RIP Kevin Miller by Issue No. 124
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Alright, now if I die today, bitch, my legacy is straight
I'm the best they never heard, I'm your brother, just relate
I need diamond teeth, living like it's 1998
Like when Percy was the king, back when Juvy was the great
Bitch, this doobie is the Bay, Patten taught me how to count
Like one day you here, then gone, that's why Chat was down to shot
I've been riding out since I thought my Huffy was the shit
Chattanooga pool of sharks, don't you slip and lose a limb
Slow it down, we losing her, I've been on the booze again
Sip that sopa, a living hell, free guap if he in jail
Nigga taught me 'bout the scale, it was vivid, I was there
I was on my first offense, I hope they gonna give me bail
Screaming motherfucker 12, bitches ain't shit
Cops ain't neither, they hunting my people
Codeine, I'm back leaning, I cope with my demons
The best is not perfect, the rest is not worth it
Wake up!
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Hey bitch, I'm back, quit the whining, bring it back, oochie wally
This the sack, it's that motherfucking pack, who comes out of gets the blunt
How you make it out of Chat, who can fly yah
I'm the prince, it was written in the book, Jeremiah
I got dreams, I got bitches, I got hooks, you can buy 'em
Fresh clay, that's how they call you, had me hooked as a child
Used to think my ambition was a scheme, I defy 'em
You can too, if you get up off your ass, fucking try it
I'm the sky, I'm just tryna make the top fall off
On the whip, like a cannon, lollipop on y'all
Xannie hoe get me high, make me feel so tall
I'm tryna keep my mental ground and so I feel for y'all
I swear my eyes be bloody red, but bitch, I feel amazing
And this is not a confrontation, that's an understatement
See, this is running in your house and where your momma staying
You spending doja on some pussy, you ain't concentrating
Wake up!
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
We live for weed and money
Alright, now if I die today, bitch, my legacy is straight
I'm the best they never heard, I'm your brother, just relate
I need diamond teeth, living like it's 1998
Like when Percy was the king, back when Juvy was the great
Bitch, this doobie is the Bay, Patten taught me how to count
Like one day you here, then gone, that's why Chat was down to shot
I've been riding out since I thought my Huffy was the shit
Chattanooga pool of sharks, don't you slip and lose a limb
Slow it down, we losing her, I've been on the booze again
Sip that sopa, a living hell, free guap if he in jail
Nigga taught me 'bout the scale, it was vivid, I was there
I was on my first offense, I hope they gonna give me bail
Screaming motherfucker 12, bitches ain't shit
Cops ain't neither, they hunting my people
Codeine, I'm back leaning, I cope with my demons
The best is not perfect, the rest is not worth it
Wake up!
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Hey bitch, I'm back, quit the whining, bring it back, oochie wally
This the sack, it's that motherfucking pack, who comes out of gets the blunt
How you make it out of Chat, who can fly yah
I'm the prince, it was written in the book, Jeremiah
I got dreams, I got bitches, I got hooks, you can buy 'em
Fresh clay, that's how they call you, had me hooked as a child
Used to think my ambition was a scheme, I defy 'em
You can too, if you get up off your ass, fucking try it
I'm the sky, I'm just tryna make the top fall off
On the whip, like a cannon, lollipop on y'all
Xannie hoe get me high, make me feel so tall
I'm tryna keep my mental ground and so I feel for y'all
I swear my eyes be bloody red, but bitch, I feel amazing
And this is not a confrontation, that's an understatement
See, this is running in your house and where your momma staying
You spending doja on some pussy, you ain't concentrating
Wake up!
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money