Hit Em' Wit It Lyrics

Life flashing by speed racing three hundred and sixty

Jelly filled interior know the paint crispy

Love watching prostration when all odd against

Been humbled and still prevailed know that Yah gone test me

Can't hug ma on mothers day her favorite day was Christmas

Tears on framed memories because all I got is pictures

Learned to stop kissing hoes because that shit gave fever blisters

Blueberry waffles turkey sausage

Oj for breakfast

Woke up feeling better than most Lately been on auto pilot on

Yah roll and coast a

Searching

Brother to the truth of behind blurred lines

And in due time lyrics will intertwine with the masses

I'm trying tell you niggas I'm coming

Be down one day But bet the next day I'm thumbing

Depression drove to weed my medication for numbing

Found myself following crowds but now I'm living for something

Be yourself dog we all created for a reason

I've been rooting and growing changing here like the seasons

Southern soul food we love that shit with extra season

Yea you fucked up but you tried let that be the reason

Round and round we go

Down the river we flow

It's a cycle fasho what you put in it'll grow

Really Ricky Bobby racing popping clutches n shit

Done with Fronto I'm on Grabba you on swishers and shit

Cherry picking you running on off dog where you going

I see you niggas trying run it in but you ain't flowing

And as I rise up with the sun you gone see I'm glowing

And it ain't coming off the mind if it ain't frozen