Until Next Time - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Flea)

Turn the beat up

Yeah

I really be painting a picture for these niggas, dog

Yeah

Ride with me

[Chorus]

Seventeen years old and he ready to give his life up

Like fuck the other side, niggas die, but not us

Going against the gang, you ain't in your right mind, huh?

Wasting champagne, we deserve it, nigga, toast up

Your niggas did they dirt in they life, but they go to heaven, huh?

You got a Glock and a body, so that shit make you a stepper, huh?

Shit really hurt my soul when my brothеr was having seizures

Mama stealing from thе store just to make this shit break even

[Verse 1]

I walked in this bitch, outside, it's a new Porsche

I turn the traction off and light that shit, this my lil' toy

I made a name for myself, look at your baby boy

I brought the gang in this place, they with me, of course

I ain't shed a tear when I lost, I'm a good sport

Mix the codeine with the pain, they can't get divorced

[Interlude]

Like, I really be telling my young niggas calm down

But I can't tell 'em to stop what they doing 'cause I would be a hypocrite

You know what I'm saying?

Like, it's easy to talk about shit, but you gotta put this shit in these niggas' face

Stay in your own lane, stay down, keep it trill

[Verse 2]

Know this shit a game like Monopoly

Fuck niggas something like the feds how they watch me

Nigga, I know just how to play it with the opposite

Better do something with your time 'cause it's clocking

And you know I prefer codeine, I'm not alcoholic

Bitch left me at my worst time, now she calling

I've been too busy with this music, I'm not stalling

If you gon' do it, nigga, do it, fuck the blogging

The gang won't bail you out, nigga, 'cause you talking

Should've held it down and kept this shit solid

McDonald's small time, now I'm something like a tower

Ten million dollar house and I'm eating on McDonald's