We roam tundras tundras
The boy been gone a few summers too long from road runnin'
Trunk full of old hunnids
Of course my old lover was scorned we grow from it
Don't tell me they don't hunt us for sport I chose substances
No cuddles the bases is all covered
N***as come in the door and smoke somethin'
Choke up on the slugger from home run- ins
N***a it's on chest thump his head thump on the floor
We pressed up on the boy no more bluffin'
Cold summers don't tussle with strangers
Some of those keep one in the chamber
Three spliffs had my wing tips clipped
I was stuck in a hangar n***a
Muffle my pain and muzzle my brain up
Really I'm just makin' sure my promise is kept
Chuck a duece if you know it's the end
Kept the truth in my palm and my chest
See it through keep a noose hangin' off of my neck
We got the juice n***as corny as s**t
We on the loose n***as know what it is
We makin' moves
N***as corny as s**t
We got the juice
N***as know what it is
Yeah
It is night and like the others
I clean my weapons
It is all so familiar
