Mook In New Mexico - Bas

Fuck a penny for your thoughts, nigga, anyhow

I just called my nigga Ron, he brought the Henny out

Got them things in the Kool-Aid in this motherfucker

Like a gang of Gorillas in this motherfucker

That’s a closed book, when she with me got your bitch open

And she don’t get mook, when she with me got your bitch smokin'

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

That’s a closed book, when she with me got your bitch open

And she don’t get mook, when she with me got your bitch smokin'

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

No tats but my passport got plenty

I board flights and I ask, «Do you got Henny?»

And she say, «Courvoisier»

I say, «Fuck it, I would like plenty»

How many these nights do I got in me

Couldn’t really tell, blind every day, the same time

Picture every face drawn on got on a for sale sign

Me?

I gotta stay sharp, can’t afford a stale mind

See?

I’m 'bout my bread, motherfucker

And I can’t afford a stale mind

My city grimy, that Rollie shiny, well, you can’t afford to tell time

And they gotta take squats on the jail time

Cause nobody got guap for the bail bonds

And they had to get street cause college ain’t cheap and

Mama gon' eat, if we gotta pop heat so be it

Puttin' in work, Soviet, and that shit work, you see it

Put your latest work in a hearse and I send it to the dirt

Lil nigga, that’s where your CD is, CC 'em

Ah, put 'em on alert, me?

I make art cause it’s from the heart

Love me 'til I’m gone, when I die you gon' have to hit a fuckin' museum to see

it, Bas

That’s a closed book, when she with me got your bitch open

And she don’t get mook, when she with me got your bitch smokin'

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

Yeah, you know the models on the coupe

But you don’t even know what’s in your food

Nigga, Google it, be alert, be alert

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

Put your young ass in debt

Now they got hands on your handsome check

You in check, nigga, be alert

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

She catchin' VD’s and passin' 'em off like TD’s and you knee deep

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert

Yeah, whole country at war

And you don’t even know what for cause we only want more

Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert