Bittersweet. lyrics

You're witnessing something legendary presentation is so f*cking necessary
Carrying packs on my back I'm feeling like a missionary
Another day Another pain another struggle home's more Money mo problems
Filling up in the duffle bro as a youngin count my hundy's got in trouble
More times than I Can count oz's make it go away in the clouds
I've been in some sh*t I've been dealing with some demons that be militant

Duck down jivin up in the cut with some homies that be in this sh*t
I roll the leaf I pour the feast when I walk in you better know it's me
I'm cold as freeze I sold the g's to og's that just told to me
Mind your business and the company you keep
Watch for n***as that be broke and purely be talking cheap
A Tennant to a lieutenant my presence already cemented
Put me up in a sentence ill draw my weapons in a second
Lets never front sh*t you dumb b*tch get sonned quick
The School Of Hardknocks the people who I run with

I know you ride so let me go and ride for you
I want you bad not bad enough to spend my time with you
Ill get you high do my bonnie and Clyde with you
Ill take a life hit a lick and do this f*cking time for you
At this moment ill ride for you I would die for you
Anything to save this feeling yea get me high to you
Lie for you anything to make you know
This ain't no b*tch this the streets I be riding for
This the hardest sh*t up out the CA f*ck the attorney's office yea n*gga f*ck the da
I'm tryna make a stack and run it back just like a replay
I hate b*tches that wanna chat ill throw her in a threeway (Yea)
Know him in it know my sneakers and my sweaters i rock is vintage
Wish i had a drop-top 10 years that's how I'm living
Know im sipping for my n***as pouring purple in the streets
f*ck a bean ill be higher than you n***as ever seen
Move militias and do these b*tches rough (Yea)
Look up in the sky instead of head in the mud (Yea)
Keep your circle small faster come round all the blunts
Set the bar before i set it straight then i medicate with your b*tch up for months
Know im high you on my line know tryna get a front
I'm in my ride asking why you be wasting all my trust
You wanna die my thoughts going through the trunks
I'm stupid fly that's how i look when i make your ass run b*tch