De Latnie - Bottle of Youth lyrics

I said sh** got real we was cranking to the max Green dutches big shots Still bleeding from the tats You the hottest for never being hot on a map` Gutta trill real my n***a I'm all that Test his girl down Then let her pinch the sack Told her upfront Baby girl bring it back Loops in the law I'll never owe em jack They hate lat Legendary rap They A-Trak I feed iPods str8 crack Lifted off snape batch Land dust off and floor him with the mat This guy jordan fly wit no reason why You just throw the rock my n***a Watch me get the YAC f** the mall My tailor such a bad b**h Carmel brown skin Cooking with a young hitch His talent perfected with blunt hits Cut constipation Out his mouth cla**ic sh** Look at what you ba*tards did Hook: f** Feelings Im just down to make this music Plenty Liquor Lots of Liquor Really got me cruising(x2) Verse 2: Im just lost in her voice It circles my mind Never lost in her games Thats a waste of a time Just give me honest Silence worse than a lie Found you worth of a try Now u deserting this guy With no reasons why Im spilling my guts Stuffing a dutch Its mo pain in my puff Tell these f**ers enough I been came with bars Kissed Angels & Stars Just the seat of a czar The aim is so far Pro-gress I obsess Nothing less to accept n***a cut the check Big moves getting made From all these little steps Big booties getting oiled Sheets catching sweat Never mind my intentions I just hope you listen As I multiply my worth And duck division Ball crystal So you see the vision Know I hit the street Skip the kitchen Chasing all my wishes Hook