امير علي A2 – Ill stories
[Verse 1 ]
My homie drake brought a hoe to my crib
She’s 28 tattooed a rose on her hip
They shut the door apparently she blowing a dick
I get a call bobby saw me roll with his bi*ch
Now fu*kin bobby aint no friend deals dope on the streets
Providing homies all around with his coke cuz its cheap
Plus he’s fu*kin crazy there's a bullet hole in his teeth
I couldn’t understand shit on the phone as he speaks!
I hear a click clack guncock? Fu*k it’s not mine
And sure as shit drake aint got no nine "hey what’s wrong?"
"I’ll call u back bobby" then I rush in the door
The bi*ch is yelling freeze! Drake’s cuffed on the floor!
I’m like drakey, YOU were supposed to fu*k with the whore!
I told u never get me down in shit I wasn't before!"
The bi*ch is heading for my cash I’m reaching my drawer
a chopstick! Let’s stick it to the back of the whore!
Chorus
these stories are my town’s favorite ones
taking drugs, raping amazing blondes
angry thugs riding with Arabian slugs
Fu*king with ur baby moms
now one more time
Ill stories are the town's favorite ones, raping blondes, blazing amazing blunts
angry thugs riding with Arabian slugs
Fu*kin with ur baby moms...haha
[Verse 2 ]
follow me into my land if u understand
Fu*k the fans, threw them in my garbage can
They say I’m living isolated in my wonderland and got an evil side like a fu*kin spider man!
My man Phil deal pills an ounce of coke and acid
around the corners passing amounts of dope that’s massive !
brought me Thai weed, sharp kid, I liked him
this party he was at completely fu*ked him
Bi*chez in the party, everybody hardin
a hot one wants pills dropped in some Bacardi
so the fat kid gave her bad pills this a bad thing to miss actually
cuz she'd taken six pills, she goes black fully with a little dose of Cain
poor bi*ch tore a vein or two, her brain is doomed
Overdose made way to her overloaded brain...
Chorus
these stories are my town’s favorite ones
taking drugs, raping amazing blondes
angry thugs riding with Arabian slugs
[Verse 3 ]
I was bleeding when i wrote this
Wake up every morning with this shit over my shoulders
It’s hot as fu*k; I grab a beer and sit so i can focus
What the fu*k had just happened?
Who the fu*k I’m becoming through this fu*kin years I’m rapping
Introducing my name as the greatest and haters yapping
Now I’m back am i happy? Why I’m feeling so crappy?
So here we go again, blaze a joint and snort the cane
Fu*k my life its stupid aint t? I used to do my thing
so quit playing, i know how to win the game
In this insane city it’s hard to be a saint
I used to deal Mary j god knows I’m ashamed
I just want u all to know that it’s not the way I’m playing
I’m talking about the type of shit u might not like
With tight hot rhymes in my fu*ked up mind
So these stories are the town’s favorite ones
I’m blazing blunts with some amazing blondes!
Chorus
these stories are my town’s favorite ones
taking drugs, raping amazing blondes
angry thugs riding with Arabian slugs
Outro :
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