Tag: Raw Fruit

Play this song [Verse 1: Mavi] Man Lost my dawg to the staircase, took the highest spot on the podium Ghostin’ niggas, probably smokin’ to the thought of knowin’ us They loss a part of growin’ up Spurned is learned, I had to keep a wedge to get out of the rough Fuses clipped for nuisance, disrespect ’cause we carried enough I promised I’d bury the grudge, preparing the carrion grub Larry Oops, I was lost in the alley, in the air but not stuck I spun ’til the lost of my grandmama buried the dunk Send ’bout a prayer a month, through the above Niggas moody but imbued with the funk Better shit to do than play with food The rhyming Rubik’s for fun But I do what I want, ayy And I rue what it was later, a looter as such Co...