Legal

Prod. Lyrics. Mix. by JimmyCheng
Inspired by D-Block Europe - Eagle

#Legal #420

Feeling like I'm a billionaire, moving regal
Drifting on the block selling dope product like it's legal
Injecting her vein, Pablo
She says : I crave you
She's a beggar such a bad hoe Sorry I’m amateur
Had it away before the fall, syringe and sequel
After charge smooth and debonair, sun glows cathedral
If she catches wind of my other dealings, then the lips sealed
Not gonna front, we ain't parallel, Just a sales in Costco
Flying high like Eagle
Shoot myself with Needle
Hang tough for my Mama
Counting stacks, I'm stacking C-notes
Strung out on crack I need antidote
Cast off nap
Baggies full of yan, make it rain every day
Gotta watch my back, cause feds want me to pay
Living fast, gonna last, in this war we play
Po-po on my tail, my dawg’ll never betray
Stashin' bags, flippin' packs, gettin' mad dough
Feds watching, but they can’t never touch my lambo
Slimebag ratted on me, but act like they don't know
Call me sicko, after burn out whole damn joint
Take a chill pill after a long toke
Fat blunt brrr cartel
Feeling like I'm a billionaire, moving regal
Drifting on the block selling dope product like it's legal
Injecting her vein, Pablo
She says : I crave you
She's a beggar such a bad hoe Sorry I’m amateur
Had it away before the fall, syringe and sequel
After charge smooth and debonair, sun glows cathedral
If she catches wind of my other dealings, then the lips sealed
Not gonna front, we ain't parallel, Just a sales in Costco
Yeah El Chombo Dame Tu Cosita
Made hundred mills took over street like French Montana
Dope game hustle, from head to toe, grinding will never stop
Making moves out the block, internation, reach to the top
Yeah No matter what the stuff that banned Weed, pills, we got it all
All the Manic customers tired lined up, make that call
Calling From hood to the mall, I'm the cream of crop
Trap house jumping, 24/7, my regime pushing hard
Slimebag ratted on me, but act like they don't know
Call me sicko, after burn out whole damn joint
Take a chill pill after a long toke
Fat blunt brrr cartel
Feeling like I'm a billionaire, moving regal
Drifting on the block selling dope product like it's legal
Injecting her vein, Pablo
She says : I crave you
She's a beggar such a bad hoe Sorry I’m amateur
Had it away before the fall, syringe and sequel
After charge smooth and debonair, sun glows cathedral
If she catches wind of my other dealings, then the lips sealed
Not gonna front, we ain't parallel, Just a sales in Costco