Long Ass Time lyrics

[Intro]
Bruiser, Bruiser, Bruiser, Bruiser

[Chorus]
I done been f*cked up for a long ass time
I been getting high for a long ass time
I was so hungry for a long ass time
For a long ass time, for a long ass time
I was on my knuckles for a long ass time
I was on the ground for a long ass time
I was whippin' my wrists, pull the left into the right
For a long ass time, for a long ass time

[Verse 1]
Some n*ggas do dope, I just smoke mine
Some n*ggas shoot up, I shoot up to the sky
I been so alone for a long ass time
That's why I get so high, I get what's mine
Done did a Kobe on the b*tch
Spent 24 on this b*tch
Worth a 24 on this b*tch
Came back with 44 on this b*tch
'Bout to bend a corner in here
She all four up in here
She off a Quaalude in here
She all quadruplets and sh*t
Whipped the double on the hoe
Whipped 40k on the b*tch (Racks)
Whipped my wrists out to miss (p*ss)
Pour out with a fist (Rinse)
Black power on a hoe (Live it)
Makes the high tower on the hoe
Loose roof on the b*tch
Gon' loop on the b*tch
Rollin' with my negroes, for a long ass time
For a long ass time, for a long ass time
Mind your own business, b*tch, I'm climbin' up mine
For a long ass time, for a long ass time
[Chorus]
I done been f*cked up for long ass time
I been getting high for a long ass time
I was so hungry for a long ass time
For a long ass time, for a long ass time
I was on my knuckles for a long ass time
I was on the ground for a long ass time
I was whippin my wrists, pull the left into the right
For a long ass time, for a long ass time

[Verse 2]
Embedded in the trap
See men [?] with the breaks
Engraved in the trap
My name all over this sh*t (Loop)
Gettin' icy in the trap
Spit the cryostasis in this b*tch (Froze)
Gas station in the trap
We smokin' flavors in this b*tch (Fire)
Bear trap on the snap
And these reggies don't even pass
Gettin' high like I pass
She done ran out with the ass
She done ran out with ya stash
She done ran on with ya pack
She done bring me that [?]
[?]
Long live like your gramps
Used to maintain on stamps (How?)
Now I'm shippin' out those stamps (Ow!)
Do a casket on the b*tch
Doin' masses on the b*tch
187 on the hoe
Burn rubber, no traffic