Pinto - Boldy James/The Alchemist.mp3

[00:04.50]Mafia, what else (where we at wit' it?)
[00:07.66]2-2-7 (Gang)
[00:10.91]Let’s get it (Ugh)
[00:12.16]Ran up a check on the outskirts, stacks all in my insoles
[00:14.91]Touring like a concert with them beans, I ain’t talking pintos
[00:17.95]Base rentals in the bike lane, stayed down, I was ten toes
[00:20.83]Only ate with my bloodline, Wuz and Nutty throwing big ‘bows (Yeah)
[00:23.91]On the east, 24 carat, Cutty throwing up big fours (Wow)
[00:26.95]On the outs, balling on a budget, fxck it, I’ma get them bricks sold
[00:29.91]In the kitchen with the Alchemist, cooking up, I’m in mix mode (Boldy)
[00:32.91]Wrist cold when I spin it up, n!ggas tinted up, but I’m fishbowl
[00:35.91]N!ggas tinted up, but I’m fishbowl
[00:40.50]Keep that coke swimming in a fishbowl
[00:42.54]This that 20/20 Pyrex vision on the list, though (Work)
[00:45.00]N!gga say he burnin' up the turnpike, got me like "Which road?"
[00:48.12]Now the Rollie bust-bust, I ain’t talking Flipmode
[00:50.79]Said he on the 6-4, told him, “Meet me at the Citgo”
[00:54.00]On 7 and Littlefield, pint of Hi-Tech and a scrip of pills
[00:57.00]B!tches know I got the juice, n!ggas know it’s been the drill (Uh-huh)
[01:00.25]N!ggas whipping Robitussin (What?) mixing it with Benadryl
[01:02.75]Get a brick of blow and cut it, hit it with the fentanyl
[01:05.95]Baby bottle spoiled up, I ain’t talking Enfamil (At all)
[01:09.04]If it ain’t sealed up, I’ma up-strick a deal (Up strap)
[01:12.00]‘Fore I had a record deal, I was really in the field (You already know)
[01:14.95]For a little bit, enough, I could get a n!gga spilled (Whoa)
[01:18.16]‘Fore I had a fanbase, I was selling tan flakes
[01:20.87]Rakin' in the cash, tryna make sure that my mans straight (My guys)
[01:24.04]Now everybody breaking bags, shook all of that dead weight
[01:26.95]Upgraded my stash, shaking that bag like I landscape (Been working)
[01:30.04]My lil’ brother SK, gotta fight a fed case
[01:33.00]Whole lot of gang sh!t, and that’s without the handshakes (Ugh)
[01:35.83]Ran up a check on the outskirts, stacks all in my insoles
[01:38.87]Touring like a concert with them beans, I ain’t talking pintos
[01:41.87]Base rentals in the bike lane, stayed down, I was ten toes
[01:44.91]Only ate with my bloodline, Wuz and Nutty throwing big ‘bows
[01:47.95]On the east, 24 carat, Cutty throwing up big fours (Wow)
[01:50.66]On the outs, balling on a budget, fxck it, I’ma get them bricks sold
[01:54.04]In the kitchen with the Alchemist, cooking up, I’m in mix mode (Boldy)
[01:57.04]Wrist cold when I spin it up, n!ggas tinted up, but I’m fishbowl (Mafia)
[02:00.00]Playing with them Icks out in Frisco (San Fran)
[02:03.20]Now we up dog sh!t I was just on Skid Row
[02:06.12]Marching up Boylen, contra moved back to Jethro
[02:09.04]Two phones slamming, off a Virgin Mobile and a Getro
[02:12.00]Snatching up n!ggas custies, scale kinda dusty
[02:15.00]While y’all n!ggas in the county working for the police like a trustee
[02:18.04]Forty-three AMG, it’s Ali on the MP
[02:20.83]Alley-oop, it’s only us, but it’s really just me
[02:24.21]Skinny n!gga, 6’3”, dining in at the Whitney
[02:26.95]Dream cruising up Woodward, candy paint, ’96 MB
[02:30.12]I been in the streets so long, sh!t, I’m dehydrated and exhausted
[02:33.04]On them hot blocks off of Martha, cold water running out the faucet
[02:36.00]Finna make it through the bullfrog, sh!t could take or it could fall
[02:39.04]I can press play, I can push pause with that mini-Drac’ and that bulldog
[02:42.00]Traffic in the tri-state level, bad b!tch with a pie-face
[02:45.08]Now them hundreds stuck together like flypape'