Proper Amount

Ray Wright Street stalker Night dwellin negro, ready for a 211 button up ya peacoat Used to be a knucklehead slippin on gettin c-notes Now I see the picture I pocketed thru the peep hole, so people Listen up n gobble wat I'm sayin They been fuckin us over since thanksgivin, I ain't playin Why the fuck you think these navajos gamble wit no delayin? Prophet n a poet tell the government I'm stayin N thats just how a muthafucka get down Countin paper pullin pussy wit a westcoast sound So pound pound and keep it movin bruh, to each his own N I'mma get it how im livin on this microphone Young, black brotha standin 6 foot 1 Bout a buck eighty-four wit a knife or a gun Got the work on me daily cuz I stay on deck Wit sum sticky ooey gooey that'll burn yo neck, nigga Just ya local playa patnah Tryna see my fans scream louder than the oprah Occasional visits from the good head doctor N afta smoke a fatty tell the bitch, roll the Proper Amount Hook Why you tryin tell me That money ain't the only thing in life thats key And why they tryin play me Like I dont know the difference 'tween an ounce or a key Well I do and guess what? I keep it real and won't front Because it's all that I know I give my heart to these shows And never simp for ho Manu Li Hungry like a 3rd grader like naw I ain't ate Cuz I skip 2nd grade like naw I late I am We are West coast supar The sun. The moon. The new lunar Scriptures I Reid Grown man jr Jahmiu. Kazeem Magic. Kareem Chemistry like comatose The aroma of the roast that make the starving man strong Like feed em the post Guess I'm making a living. Just by making up quotes But my subject of living is just not making the dough Feel I'm making a difference simply but letting you know There's 5 million dollas jus sittin in ya soul It's hard to find love Easy to find gold It's hard to find queens It's easy to find hoes Why do we kill ourself from alcohol and nobody knows I smoke the right amount until my ass get old I'm so blown