To the a.M. - Anilyst

I’m addicted to causing you all hell

Sick with the thoughts like the cartel

Might piss on your broad like I’m R Kell

Dick is as hard as a barbell

Dog you as soft as a marsh mell

Spark a cigar make the car smell

Caution my dogs finna launch a shell

Watching it causing your heart to fail

It’s like I’m stuck in the ozone

Cause I’m high as fuck in my own zone

Light it up and I’m so gone

You should try a puff and get your dome blown

Get change, dough’s a must

Yea I’m from the coast where they throw them dubs

Known for the ho’s and the potent bud

Make a toast to the dopest and pour it up

Smoke an ounce till he lays on the ground

Ho it’s 'bout to be major in town

Those who doubted me say that they proud

Cause they roll around the streets playing my sounds

Deep with this shit so I might flaunt it

The level I spit at is ironic

Each lyric delivered is iconic

See he’s been considered as psychotic

Scrambling mind so I light chronic

You amateurs try but don’t quite got it

Damage your site if you try talkin'

Gamble your life put a price on it

Limits on a thin line test the boy

I’m getting what the kid strived extra for

Life is a big grind that’s for sure

We’re winning on this side check the score

We grind all day long, day long, day long

I been on my job since long ago

Grinding while I conquer obstacles

Don’t sleep when you’re tryna rock the globe

No thief but I’m often robbing shows

Bitches seem to just stop and drop it low

And they feed off of lots of gossip so

Getting me is the top of all their goals

Hennessy gets them popping off their clothes

Eight bars that can make you woozy

Kid stays raw like a plate of sushi

Play Ray Charles as I blaze this doobie

While the Playstation got my favorite movie

Lemme speak malicious

If you’re planning to talk you gone leave with blisters

Now hand me a box of your sweetest swishers

One hand on my cock as I read the scriptures

I’m, mister colossal

Using his fist just to fit through your nostrils

Taking yo chick out for chicken and waffles

Making you sick as I dip in your Tahoe (dip in your Tahoe…)

Your heart may sink

Writing some bars that your broad may sing

Ill with the mind need an all day shrink

And I live on the grind it’s an all day thing

The effort I’m bringing

With my measure of thinking

Gots you sweating and stinking

Heavily stressing excessively blinking

Cause yo credit is shrinking

Now you’re just stressing repeatedly drinking

Cause you’re upset I’m ahead while you’re sinking

I’m getting Benjis you’re messing with Lincolns

Got at least two blunts

Smoke on my weed you gone need new lungs

Bow down I’ma make you weak dudes run

Countdown motherfucker three… two… one

I stay wrecking this third verse got 'em straight threatened

Curse words if I may mention

Work first and we play second

I’m, the baddest of people

Man on a plan just to shatter your ego

Jacking your van just to crash in your regal

Sticking your hand in a bag full of needles

Base strong, stay supplying my great songs

Name a rhyme I can’t take on

It’s cause I’m grinding all day long