Letra de Immigrants

Yeah, yeah, sometimes I laugh to stop from cryin' Turn off my phone, I'm ridin' in silence, got my Digi dash board kit in Vogues 'bout to spizz in, drugs 'bout to kick in Chasin' these ghosts, [?] they really chasin' me I can see they face in my dream, wake up sweatin' and I can't breathe I put a childhood friend on his knees for coke and weed He had some meth, I gave it to Mack 'cause I really don't fuck with speed, I got my Caught an angel when I clipped the wings Jacka took me shoppin' up North, my California dream Opened up the locks with the keys, we [?] a thousand Ps Winnin' with the fiends like the beam, like Sacremento kings I treat these hoes the same and I don't trick or spoil She know I can afford it so she won't abort it My migo had that fafa 'fore he got deported Snort and make your eyes pop like Bobby Portis Kane season, round trip ticket to hell and back Hundred precent pure crack smoke, bitch, you inhalin' that Truck driver just got hit, I had to mail 'em back Fuckin' with that cashapp, I'ma Zelle 'em that Investigation, stayed ahead of that Lawyers on retainer, no favors, put up the bread for that This that motion picture theater rap Feds'll have a nigga scared to rap Kane season, I'm in sizzle, they hit your pillow, got your brain tinglin' I ain't tweakin' but me and geekers fight the same demons We both addicted, both conflicted Needle or the base, he want a taste, he take it, both them bitches Blood gushin', blood racin' I'm in the backseat, lookin' in his face, he ain't gon' make it Too many bullets got his body shocked, he just can't take it We had to leave him at the E. I as a John Doe patient, look at his family faces Sometimes I laugh to stop from cryin' A homicide stay on my mind, I got my Digi dash board kit in Vogues 'bout to spizz in, drugs 'bout to kick in Flippin' the page, these crackers playin' a different game Is my people gon' stop from sendin' shit if Trump kick out the immigrants? Yeah, they might be on my head for that Feds'll have a nigga scared to rap Kane season, I fuck strippers, me and them bitches fight the same demons Ask the last bitch 'cause she left me for the same reasons We both addicted, both conflicted Called me up a billion times, I still be fuckin' on both them bitches Host them bitches, post with bitches With bitches Money speak, my aura speak, so I don't gotta approach them bitches This that motion picture theater rap Niggas bit the flow, I had to steal it back