infinito

Suju
Suju
Yeh, yeh
Lean never ends
Codeine, Percolone, uh
Codeine, Percolone, uh
I got oxycodone, uh
I got oxycodone, uh
My dude, I got the cone, wuh
My dude, I got the cone, huh, yeah, yeah
Weed never ends
Infinite blunts, hmm
Infinite blunts, hmm
Pounds with balls, hmm
Pounds with balls, hmm
My dude, I got the cone, wuh
My dude, I got the cone, huh, yeah
I pour more, I intoxicate
My eyes go cross-eyed
Two Bulls, listening to Vico

I always take a bitch to the club
She takes the shot
In the face, I go, I shoot her
Then, man, I don't look at her
After that, I don't follow her (yeah, huh, yeah)
I used to grab the weed
And also the coupons, uh
And also the coupons, hmm
Trafficking, Al Capone, hmm
Trafficking, Al Capone, hmm
Now I got cash in drones, huh
Now I got cash in drones
Four twenty
(Yih)
Lean never ends
Codeine, Percolone, uh
Codeine, Percolone, uh
I got oxycodone, uh
I got oxycodone, uh
My dude, I got the cone, wuh
My dude, I got the cone, huh, yeah, yeah
Weed never ends
Infinite blunts, hmm
Infinite blunts, hmm
Pounds with balls, hmm
Pounds with balls, hmm
My dude, I got the cone, wuh
My dude, I got the cone, huh, yeah
I buy the Invert, I have the actimel
I travel without seeing, with lemon, without seeing
I have the pipe, I smoke from the Kinpin
I go to the apartment to buy the dipa
The purple Code like wine
I throw up Codeine when I pee
The Nike are wine, my eyes are Chinese
My white diamonds are albino flow
Like Coco: bling, bling
I have a couple of million
I have a couple of million
Because of my songs
Because of my songs
I want to reach a billion
I want to have trillions (uh, ah)
Damn
Tell me baby
Durango
Yeah, yeah, yeah
In this world of hypocrites we are the bad ones, the sincere ones
That's why I consider myself something real, let me explain what I mean
Because of being sincere I've lost companions
I'm a quarterback warrior, I move fast
I wake up early thinking about making money
The captain of the new school, you guys are sailors
You want to stop me? That's when I accelerate
Here I am the shepherd, you guys are my sheep
Not second or third, I want to be the first
Killing pigs, now they call me a butcher
I shine on my own, I don't need a jeweler
I come from the underworld, I come from poverty
And I learned to value any good thing that comes
Thanks to those who support, this is my gratitude
Haters keep criticizing, I become more perfect
Codeine with Sprite, you know, real high
I know you like this freestyle even if you don't like it
Do things right or wrong, they will talk anyway
In this life I learned to lose and win
Who knows, knows; to hell with those who talk
I don't live with people, only God can judge me
I keep myself alone, I entertain myself with music
I'm not rich but I'm happy with what I have
Roll a Philly, light it, burn it
I came out of the pizzeria, now I'm in the fuckin' genre

(Roll another Philly, light it, burn it
I came out of Freestyle Mania, now I'm in the fuckin' genre)
I was born alone, I will die alone, as it should be
To hell or to heaven, I don't know where I'll go
They wish me harm, I wish them well
My dude, you don't like me? I'm not a hundred dollar bill
Sadness, happiness, trust and loyalty
Are things that money can't buy
They are things that have to be earned little by little
They are things that have great sentimental value
I keep looking for progress every day
I see them greet me and all full of envy, ah
It really annoys me
I ask and that, I tell you 'My dude, God bless you'
Trials, needs I've been through
And from all the jobs I've had, they've fired me
I didn't know what to do with my life
Twenty-three and still in the pizzeria
But now we're up to date, yeah
But now we're up to date, suh uh
Four twenty
Jon Z Men