Windmillz lyrics

[Intro]
Welcome, to my hotel room
A hotel room freestyle
You already know, let's go
It goes like this, it goes exactly like this

[Verse 1]
Life goes on like a windmill
Only plot I got is to grip steel, make a mil
Stayin' real, always ill from 1993 til
Souls of mischief did it better still
Whatever on ya skin like leather flap you like a feather
Don't depend on the weather, you know I'm better
Than most these clowns ya be seeing on the TV
'Cause I don't need cream, I got enough for me see
I'm like a dairy farm I make cheese when I please
This untapped potential have you stuck on ya knees
Spewin' goop like a sl*t when they sneeze
Jack ya wallet with ease, bruised lids from a lack of sleep
Put a chrome to ya dome and eject the meat
I'll take my seat now, Big G on the beats, kaplow
Don't move dude I got some more food for ya mouth
Turn this old church to a f*ckin' slaughterhouse
But hold the phone, pick up all the pieces of ya head blown
I love drugs but I'll never condone
Knockout a cop in the comfort of my own home
f*ck pigs, 'til I'm six feet, overgrown
Head to hell screamin' "f*ck 12" 'til I'm out the ozone
Then dust 'em off like a camera lens
Whip a Benz y'all should really see how far my shorty bends
And how my shotty ends life put 2 thru you and save the rest for ya wife
b*tch good night
I love my wife, but f*ck life
Could get a murder charge just to see what the f*ck it feels like
Leave me alone
Could give a f*ck who you with b*tch I said leave me alone
Feed ya Momma a bone, give her a treat if she make me a scone
Live ya life and get the f*ck off ya phone
Appreciate the moment and you'll never be alone
I can't surf, but I'm gnar like Spicolli
Flat ya like some dough
And cut ya up like pepperoni
Personal pan pizza in the oven b*tch I'm hungry
I eat these fools faster than a mothaf*ckin' humvee
My honey got a rump that make
Humpty Dumpty land on his feet
Capiche?
Damn Reid be off the leash
I been kicked around, eaten up, chewed and spit out
My mind was torn to pieces so I ripped that sh*t out
Ten years down the drain, guess I wasn't cut out
Fast forward 2020, who you listen to now? (Reid)
Mothaf*ckas gettin' sick off the clout
They'd rather suck each other off
Instead of figure it out
Reid's here to patch it up like a squeaky leaky water spout
[Outro]
Like a squeaky leaky water spout
Imma clean this sh*t up
Imma kill this sh*t
Just for fun I don't even have to
Someone's gotta do it
That's why I'm here
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