Huey

Huey - Earl Sweatshirt

Foot and hand on the gates

We was jumping oh f**k I'm like quicksand in my ways

Was always stuck and I'm stuck until an ambulance came

The first time I changed fast through Los Angeles lanes

My b**ch say the spliff take the soul from me

And the clique tight knit it's like the 'lo rugby

Beat the f**king beat up like it stole from me

You can talk to Clancy you need a feature

Or quote from me

I'm off the lancy I reek of ** and show money

It's Early running with niggas who cold running sh*t

The wins like lotion he get it he go rub them in

Critics pretend to get it and b**ches just don't f**k with him

I spent the day drinking and missing my grandmother

Just grab a glass pour up some cold white wine

And a Colt 45 in it you know how I get it

I'm toasted myself and a toast to all my niggas

And there ain't no time limit I'm toasted as hell

And I gotta jot it quick because I can't focus so well

And now a formal introduction