PacOn (last day out) lyrics

[Chorus]

Why the f*ck I keep a 40? I ain't made 22 yet
It ain't been one day, I just made two checks
You n*ggas must be off, I always catch you reppin' two sets
My n*gga whippin' babies he gave all the pots loose necks

Bullets flyin', all I'm thinkin' is these n*ggas gotta die tonight
I got murder as my appetite, and we gon' eat up homicides
When it's crunch time
Blow Blow Blow Blow, I got my own mind

[Verse 1]

Imma stretch one of these n*ggas like it's halftime
My n*ggas throwing bullets harder than Matt Ryan
Brand new iced out Rollie, better f*ck me just like last time
Kill him broad day, bodies droppin' while the sun shine

Yeah, You bet' not never think I need you
I been through some sh*t and it get way deeper than needles
We really got them same guns you see up on my YouTube
I ain't lyin'

We slidin', we sprayin'
Every house up on my block is really vacant
Even though I'm rich as hell a n*gga still prayin'
Fifteen hundred on some shoes without no laces
Fifteen hundred on some shoes like I'm Tebow
If I was Russell Westbrook, I ain't goin' back to zero
He say that that's his hoe but she go beast mode for me
If I was that n*gga phone screen he probably still wouldn't touch me

[Chorus]

Why the f*ck I keep a 40? I ain't made 22 yet
It ain't been one day, I just made two checks
You n*ggas must be off, I always catch you reppin' two sets
My n*gga whippin' babies he gave all the pots loose necks

Bullets flyin', all I'm thinkin' is these n*ggas gotta die tonight
I got murder as my appetite, and we gon' eat up homicides
When it's crunch time
Blow Blow Blow Blow, I got my own mind

[Verse 2]

I ain't go no budget, b*tch I'm in my zone
I got a short b*tch, she look like Nia Long
Diamonds come from Johnny and not Avianne
She said she love me and I skated like I work at Sonic's

Aye, Rolex don't tick n*gga, I was just bummy as hell
Ochocinco, I was catchin' a sale
I do my time, it ain't hard for me to go catch a cell
I damn near went deaf, I'm just happy we here
Clean it up for my plug, it be vacuum sealed
Mama couldn't pay the bills, I was killin' Bud Lights
I'm still riskin' my career when I could live a better life
The truth was always sleep, you was always tellin' lies

It would be a present if they change, I would not be surprised
The H is for the hate, it be right in they eye
And it's crazy you gotta turn around and tell 'em goodbye
If love was sold in the store, I still wouldn't buy it n*gga

[Chorus]

Why the f*ck I keep a 40? I ain't made 22 yet
It ain't been one day, I just made two checks
You n*ggas must be off, I always catch you reppin' two sets
My n*gga whippin' babies he gave all the pots loose necks

Bullets flyin', all I'm thinkin' is these n*ggas gotta die tonight
I got murder as my appetite, and we gon' eat up homicides
When it's crunch time
Blow Blow Blow Blow, I got my own mind