6tin [Verse 1]

Every day I feel the same

Second joint, wedding cake

I don’t remember what’s your name

Tomorrow I will go away

Like I have ticket on the plane and shortly I will be in Spain

Better choose to leave me now, because I’m used to live in pain

[Hook]

One hundred hours in the air

Two thousand dollars on good strain

I have no make up on my face today but he can’t stop to stare

Motherfuckers wanna keep me far away from what I need

And I don’t have a plan to lose them whеn I’m holding Desert Eagle

[Verse 2]

It’s somеthing bigger than your ice

Cuz they encroached on my freedom

Bitch, you think you Jesus Christ

But you’re no more than cheap gatekeeper

On the streets of Alicante

Smoking slowly on the beach

I want to tell you a small secret

You are crying like a bitch

Pocomota [Verse 1]

If you acting like a bitch than I can’t fuck with it

Money the bitches the drugs they keeping on coming I guess that I’m stuck with it

If you is living my life you walking these roads alone Good luck with it

Bitch I started making music when I was down and now I’m up with it

Like bitch what’s up with it

Know damn well you fuck with it

If you wanna hang you gonna have to understand my ways

And if you in my way I’ll happily just have to pop your face

That’s if you get up in my lane I’ll have to take your place

Take your take your place

Switching my clothes but I’ll never fucking change change change

[Verse 2]

If you fuck up with the gang we gon spray the k we gon hit you in the face you gon catch a fucking fade

You should run away

Way way way

Run away

You might feel the pain

Pain

Might feel the pain