1. |
Intro (Hard Times)
01:28
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Niggas trippin’ off hard lines
I’m trying not to spit the wrong line
Pray I never have to draw mines
Cause these niggas love to cross lines
Get the picture when I draw mines?
Probably got it all times
Cross my t’s and dot i’s
If I throw hands I might dot eye’s
Cook up with these raw lines
Leave a body where’s the chalk lines
I love this rap shit like it’s all mines
Kill this shit like it’s all crime
I’m good at writing like it is not hard
I’m from midtown niggas got heart
Claim a set you don’t bang that is not smart
Transform like the allspark
Turn the volume up on my microphone
Better pay attention when my mic is on
Y’all niggas don’t even really hear me man
It’s like nobody’s home but the lights is on
Spit so hard I might go numb
Dreads swang so I might go dumb
Sweats and hoodie might go bum
But I never ask lemme hol sum’n
Mind my business and elevate
Share my pain and I educate
I ain’t never ever been called a snake
I’m smarter now and don’t fall for bait
Full throttle go all the way until probably until I burn all the breaks Write it down do it all it takes
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2. |
New Habits ft. Paco TP
02:02
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Smoking while I drive picked up some new habits,
Save the money ain’t been touring time to flip the checks like acrobatics Life ain’t ‘bout what you deserve, take what you want you gotta have it, Feel the money so close Im obsessed like a bad habit
Self confidence and doubt we kick at the same time
I tell them niggas hold that thought I gotta focus game time
I pray my lyrics reach the masses and my message saves lives,
Uplift my niggas keep it cool, don’t get me fucked up same time I done rolled up in this bitch I’m bout to spark it with a bic,
Now I’m high and feeling fly like magic carpet in this bitch
Used to drive 95 big body parking in this bitch
Busting missions ‘round the city yeah I started in that whip
Get the picture with no flash you still gon see a nigga shinning
Jesus gon and take the wheel we gon pull up with perfect timing
I’ma motha fucking diamond dawg a nigga had it rough
So I ain’t lying when I say a nigga built ford tough
Fuck yo suggestions, I count my blessings, I do it big that ain’t no question, a nigga restless
I need a bag with all the extras, make my investments
inhale the smoke relieve the pressure, making moves like tetris
I’m in 6th gear like fuck the traffic tryna ball like magic
Can’t go back broke I told myself that when I barely had shit
Hot box sessions in the whip that ain’t no vapor smoke
My eyes is low that means I’m faded like a taper bro
Look, Lately I been on some new shit
My energy rising the mood switched
But it’s still Icy T here to cool shit
Look, it’s just a minor switch in the pool temp
My soul different so I glow different
Can’t bite that gift
Coded riddles decode the mental
Rewind that bit
Manifesting my life in real time hindsight is
20/20 you can’t convince me what a blindsight is
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Don’t be face timing my phone ain’t got time for that Lately I been in my zone a nigga got ryhmes for that Money, power, success a nigga on the grind for that Phone probably on silent ain’t got time for chats broke as a joke ain’t funny nigga
Church sold me hope I was bummy nigga
Older smarter ain’t a dummy nigga
Crushing beats till they crummy nigga
In my way you better fucking not
Cause if you in my way you’s a fucking opp
And if you cappin’ nigga then we on yo head and you outta time cause we ran the clock
Vapor Max with fresh socks and sweats on I’m a boss nigga
Pockets used to be wiz khalifa now I need em on rick ross nigga
Whole life took loses nigga, Now I’m setting up these offers nigga Chicken wings got extra sauce, but I been had that sauce nigga
I believe in God but don’t cross a nigga
Right there you done lost a nigga
Trust me you don’t wanna lose a nigga Cause you gon’ be the only loser nigga Bitches bad wanna chose a nigga
Don’t trust these hoes wanna use a nigga Stay out the way and I stack my bread
I got time to sleep when I’m dead
I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way
I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way
Look, off the dribble been the man I just had to say it
South Central state of mind watch me how I play it
From the slums we caught fades with the best of em’
They hated on us now we ballin’ with the rest of em’
For every day my mama struggled I’ma flex on em’
I just do it bossed up and cash cash checks on em’
Looking back nigga we came up in a major way
My daughter 4 now I’m out here tryna make a way
I make the plays I call the shots they say I paved the way, LA on my fitted westside where the Lakers play,
I get respect when I step big boss status, bank account going platinum million off trappin’
I buss down my neck and wrist I just love to shine, on Western in that foreign top back in the summer time
This for the ladies working hard doing over time, this for the homies locked down facing 5 to 9
I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way
I make big plays, boss moves money on the line, all the time I just gotta shine out here on the grind, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way, make a way, tryna make a way tryna make a way
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4. |
Curfew
02:26
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A lot on my plate,
I tried to count my blessings instead I just count mistakes
Weight on my shoulders feeling like I squat 100 plates
Step on the gas, I get impatient but it ain’t no breaks, but ain’t no sweat on face Think of my future often, like what I have to show for life before I’m in the coffin Hitting my trees, put me at ease aside from the violent coughing
Sit in my car and I twist up release the thoughts that’s toxic, driver’s seat is my office Hand me a mirror I’ll show you my greatest threat,
Hand me a bottle I’ll spill you my greatest regrets, yeah
Hand me a mic I’ll spit you a page from my journal,
I pray that message is clear and it goes on eternal
Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew
Try to remember patience is a virtue
Fuck with myself so you don’t even have to, and nigga I ain’t ask you
People come and people go it’s nothing personal
You can’t always run the show just play your role and go
I keep a steady aim right on the dot and let it go, and thats fasho fasho I used run and hide, I took at look at life and smiled try to look alive
If my head is down it’s cause I’m counting not because I’m crying Living to die this life is short but shit at least I’m trying
Failure is terrifying
Hand me a mirror I’ll show you my greatest threat,
Hand me a bottle I’ll spill you my greatest regrets, yeah
Hand me a mic I’ll spit you a page from my journal,
I pray that message is clear and it goes on eternal
Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew
Try to remember patience is a virtue
Fuck with myself so you don’t even have to, and nigga I ain’t ask you
Strict on myself I gotta keep a curfew
Try to remember patience is a virtue
Fuck with myself so you don’t even have to, and nigga I ain’t ask you
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5. |
Runway ft. Ohana Bam
02:32
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Niggas try to test I’m passing flying colors bitch, Fuck a blue check send a check with plenty numbers bitch,
Overthinking scorpio insomniac nigga,
All around the world that’s where I’m probably at nigga,
I been in my bag since I let go of baggage
Been had all the bars my service never lacking
Said it then I meant it I am not retracting
Don’t make me go volcano bro I am reacting,
I got more bounce to the ounce than a fucking rabbit
Flow so sick foam at the mouth I’m fucking rabid
Keep em guessing scratch they heads like vinyl in this bitch I been working out hard like it’s taeboe in this bitch
It’s survival in this bitch, I’ll be my fittest in this bitch
Man I’m killing shit and I ain’t leave no witness in this bitch I’ma put this shit gear, I’ma take off at the light
I’ma gon’ and shake shit up, like it’s turbulence in flight
250 on the runway (on the runway) touch down landed in another state (another state), TSA on a Monday (it’s a Monday)
250 on the runway (on the runway) touch down woke up in another state (another state) TSA on a Monday (it’s a Monday)
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6. |
40,000 Feet
02:50
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Couldn’t understand this lifestyle from outta town
I’m blued up I never gang banged I’m just Dodgered down
I done seen a lot and still don’t got a natural frown
Thick dreads up on my head thats like my natural crown
I stay organic with my words I got a natural sound
I only speak on what I know I don’t go outta bounds
I never say it ‘less I mean it like some other clowns
I’m knee deep and if the water rise I still won’t drown
I heard if you can’t buy it twice you really can’t afford it
I got enough to buy some new ice that’s just not important
I guarantee you couldn’t walk a mile in my Jordans
I’m high as eagle feathers fly above the storm I’m soaring
I think a lot that’s why I day dream and my mind be racing The Marathon it’s not a sprint that’s why I’m steady pacing I’m only focused on my well being and bags I’m chasing Everything else gotta come second, I can’t miss my blessings The skating rink help me unwind and calm all of my troubles Back in the day in I ran to henny and I start with doubles Fruits of my labor still ain’t all the way sweet,
With time they ripen on the tree it’s gone be time to eat Matter fact I shake that bitch until they fall off,
I harvest everything I earn and then I haul off
Take what I got and I flip half and reinvest the rest
A small portion of what I earn to show off on my neck
Cause I know this gotta count for something,
Just keep doing what you bro and keep em coming I’m at 40,000 feet, still no sleep till London
Cause I know this gotta count for something,
Just keep doing what you bro and keep em coming I’m at 40,000 feet, still no sleep till London
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7. |
Accountable
02:57
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New Year new me, new shit got gas in this bitch,
Double Entendres Im matching and shit,
Nah I ain’t matching or passing my shit on the top floor suite where I’m ashing this shit, If you ain’t on shit, don’t ask me for shit, stay in my lane no crashing and shit,
Back in this bitch like a new nigga,
Doing my shit counting new figures, pull a few triggers, making moves nigga,
I had to get it regardless of circumstance, ain’t no free passes, or no cheat passes, I’ma keep passing, can’t hold me backwards,
Yeah yeah I’ma keep stacking, ain’t no to brag, cause you see whats happening,
Come through diamonds shinning n shit,
Looking all high and sublime in this bitch,
Twenty Fine and I’m like fine wine in this bitch,
S Class drive new ride in this bitch,
Aircraft couldn’t never be fly as the kid,
Not flexing on niggas just letting y’all know,
Up is the only direction I go with the flow till I’m up it’s inevitable
I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa,
I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa,
Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah
I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa,
I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa,
Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah
I am not checking for nothing that don’t got to do with success, get it correct
Plot with the team now we living the dream, and we living the best, what you expect, Niggas is getting to it dawg, really do it dawg,
Do what I say and I say what I mean,
All of that goes for the rest of the team,
I buy Telfar a Designer thats black, so I don’t mind just spending and blowing a bag, Don’t condone driving and blowing on gas, but I multi-task I’m going up fast,
6 figures regular now we need seven,
Believe and it and claim it it’s raining from heaven,
Sho’ feel good when a nigga ain’t broke walking ‘round 10 bands in the Telfar tote
I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa,
I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa,
Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah
I been accountable all of this counting up whoa whoa,
I call in sick before I call it quits whoa whoa,
Keep on collecting and stacking these funds yeah yeah, Bag full of cash and it weight in ton yeah yeah
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I ain’t talking bout much just a little bit a of game Nigga need that bag give a fuck about fame Fresh then a bitch, gold the wrist,
Nigga stuff a cone till the whole 8th fit
Reserve my spot fuck the whole wait list
Lame ass niggas walking ‘round tasteless
I’m bout to go off they gon’ really hate this
Real ass nigga I could never fake this
I ain’t talkin bout much I just pulled up, in a old school truck white t new chucks, Made good green cause I got good luck, dollar to a dream now I sleep too much, I’ma be fire till I fall of, sick of IG had to log off
I’m a whole vibe I’m a whole boss, made it big time had to roll on
I ain’t talking bout much I been feeling like magic Hail mary passes we on y’all asses
Merlot Glasses and big joints passing
You ain’t my nigga no backstage passes
Niggas make classics fire no ashes
Day don’t start till the Louis belt fasten
Chess not Chess man you niggas couldn’t fathom I need my to checks filled out just as handsome
I ain’t talking bout much I don’t say shit, LA bred I don’t lane switch
Big ass house with a big ass dog and a big ass porch that you can’t miss Same old friends and the same old foes same old squad that I came with New paint job on my main bitch, new chain on but it ain’t shit
Ain’t talking bout just a G wagon,
I spend a G like its chump change, Niggas don’t ever pay no attention, I keep an eye on all intensions
I’m making salads I’m chopping lettuce
I’m getting rich I make good investments I’m eating vegan I’m feeling better
Your girl is choosing you need to get her
Kush got me feeling so elevated, still meditating while I’m hella faded I been hella patient walking in tune
trusting God to make arrangements
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New Love in the valley
Gold and pearls on my baddie
On the phone for the addy’
New ounce fresh out the baggie
1, 2, 3 to 4, you say so, we dip and go,
Baby, seen her come and go
I approach, now she coming home
Baby girl, she want a episode
no cameras on, let the moment take a hold
Urge for the curves I’ma gon’ grab a hold
Better for your nerves than the niggas that you know
Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love
Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love
Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love
Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love
Know she
know she
Want her Some
Baby can you handle love?
I know that you feel the rush Come on in and get you some Some of this good love
Some of this good love
I know what your here for Some of this good love Hey you
Girl what it do
People in the party
But it’s just me an you Shaking that thang
Baby we can always do
What you want
Girl it’s all up to you
I know your girl over there
Whispering in your ear (he ain’t shit)
Prolly wanna piece, just make her disappear Now you walking with me
Up to the front door
Cause I know you
Know you know you
Want my love
Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love
Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love
Know she, know she, want my love, Know she, know she, want my love
New love in the valley
Gold and pearls on my baddie, On the phone what’s the addy? New ounce fresh out the baggy, yeah.
Got a little high up off this dope
And I always need a little mo’
You see me over here grinning, It’s only the beginning
Now I’m feeling like a nigga finna float
You see I’m shook for ya, ya know why?
You got me, baby... that’s on life
And if I could get a minute highly doubt that you’d regret it opportunity is knocking at the door
It’s time for a little wake and bake
In yo face.
(OH!) Whatchu gon say?
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10. |
Good Grace ft. Ohana Bam
03:31
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Made a couple dollars but a nigga still ain’t rich,
So miss me with that Hollywood shit
Even a short sleeve I keep a couple tricks
Im loyal to a Pro 5 bitch
I’m a mid city nigga that’s a fact
Cloverdale nigga that’s where I was raised at
So shout out to my niggas from the block
Rest in Peace C Nut that got me hot
Rap ain’t seasonal, professional I’m seasoned hoe, I’m black so I’m seasoned hoe, cape diem seizing hoes
Ain’t shit shaking but the leaves in the tree
My chick bad and she leaving with me
Spit so many verses almost had a heart attack Kill a nigga turn his ass into an artifact
And nah I ain’t signed to no major but I’m down for the paper, I turn my whole neck into a glacier
Got a lot of shit up on our plate
Had to sacrifice before we ate
Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace
Got a lot of shit up on our plate
Had to sacrifice before we ate
Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace
I’m in the stu cooking stu cause that’s what I do
From the outside I would think I made it to
But on the inside that could be debatable
My OG still working but she making due
Niggas got some bills due on the first of the month
Like a rifle shit I’m always on the money hunt
Grinding for survival and my woman like a honey bun
Wanna see the Eiffel ‘fo my life is done, I’m hoping I’m the chosen one
I’m laid up in a tent under the golden sun
But shit I’m not the only one that’s trying to be an eagle put a whole in one Trying to be the Beatles but I’m only one
Guess I’m ‘finna blow the gun
Bang there it go put a whole in one, nigga finna blow like a bomb or something Got these niggas mad I’m my mama’s son
Got a lot of shit up on our plate
Had to sacrifice before we ate
Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace
Got a lot of shit up on our plate
Had to sacrifice before we ate
Not where we could be but shit straight And now we eating good, good grace
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11. |
So They Say
02:52
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I don’t know if I’m doing this in vein
But I swear that this shit be in my veins
This shit starting to drive me insane
I just want the money I don’t even need the fame What if the shit I’m making actually lame?
And thats why I ain’t took off like a bullet train?
What if I ain’t as good as I think I am?
All this gold on my neck like who do I think I am?
Complex wiring and circuitry gave me emotions,
Connected to my brain from which that came all the notions, I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t fill my mind with doubt,
I’d be a liar if I didn’t get my truth out,
Now I done rapped my heart out and blew the booth out
And I done rapped so hard I swear I spit a tooth out
The hour glass ain’t giving me no time back
Talk to my nana with her cigarettes and wine glass (and she said)
Everything happens for a reason, so they say
But honestly I don’t know what to believe in these days Seasons change, people change,
Talked to my niggas and they told me don’t trip,
Cause you’re the captain of your own ship
My girl been going through it sometimes I feel helpless Brainstorm with my friends like damn, how can I help this? I just be wealthy, buy shit I couldn’t afford
I still live within my means I drive a honda accord
I take 87 gas, I’m not a regular nigga
Support black business breaking bread with all my niggas I ain’t got stop ‘till I pile several figures
Retire when I’m tired go figure
Everything happens for a reason, so they say
But honestly I don’t know what to believe in these days Seasons change, people change,
Talked to my niggas and they told me don’t trip,
Cause you’re the captain of your own ship
Starring in the dark my thoughts haunting me all at night I done been so broke I done put my pockets in rice
I don’t keep a stank face I try to keep it polite
Speeding down that tunnel towards the light
Everything happens for a reason, so they say
But honestly I don’t know what to believe in these days Seasons change, people change,
Talked to my niggas and they told me don’t trip,
Cause you’re the captain of your own ship
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12. |
Who Am I
02:05
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Who am I to judge, I pour salt on to the wound and to all the slugs, I push and shove I'd like to see some proceeds of the seeds I planted,
for letter of irrelevance before I leave the planet
I'd like to not leave too early, I'd like to have some children, instill good morals and valuable lessons in them
I'd like to buy a house, I'd like to see everything manifest that comes out my mouth I'd like to see my people free and get the demons out, chips on our shoulder ain't no cheetos that I'm talking about,
Can we just talk it out?
If you ain't uplifting what are we talking about? If you ain’t with it you can walk it out Fuck is you talking ‘bout
Sold souls in Lybia just for a few hundred,
I wanna collect some guns, just a few dozen
And just start head hunting, for all the evil in the world and just start head busting
So many unanswered questions it got my head wondering, too many material things, it got my head lusting,
I wanna stand for something
I wanna do it for the kids who got kicked out of class, beating on tables with the pens, ain't have no drum pads,
I wanna do it for the kids who never really banged, but still from the hood and would still like to see some change,
I wanna do it for the black woman, cause I see God when I look upon them
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Freestyle ft. Saba
02:09
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Need a money bag or I’m on yo ass,
Need my money fast make it do the dash
I ain’t talking much I’m just moving past,
I been hitting moves, like I do a dance
I’ma move these hands and pursue these bands In a groovy band in some Ksubi pants
Roll a doobie man, Lil Uzi dance
Cool group of friends, I’m the coolest man
I’m the flyest man when I’m highest man
I don’t know yo ass then I’m quiet man
Niggas talk to much just be quiet man,
Mind your business dawg you should try it man, Feel like superman I ain’t stupid man,
Chill nigga not a nuisance man
I’ma cold nigga, flow stupid man
I’ma pro nigga I do this man
Rapping really ain’t new to me
These days I don’t really do it for free
Feeling like I ain’t got shit to lose
Blowing kush keep it cool for me
I don’t do too much or do the least
Buy to own I don’t do the lease
Fire’s on so I ain’t knew to heat
And I ain’t never home if they do the sweep
Ok bet ‘em up
Niggas will talk ‘till the red in the
Face ain’t no way they competitors they shoot they self up its like they were cheddar bob
I don’t be talking in metaphors but I go Annikin with the force,
Watch how I teleport I moved out the hood but it really don’t be feeling different boy I’m in different pockets niggas on the block
It’s like they serge ibaka that can turn a toddler to a man
Quicker than girls will line up at a Aubrey concert
Off a early bottle nigga 30 models in a dirty Tahoe
Jumping out the gym its like they Larry Johnson
Knock it out the park a young nigga feel like he Barry bonds And all these niggas hating
I’m a real legend, you twitter famous
My new crib is really spacious,
A new kid, who’s this can’t classify, miscellaneous
Work so hard got bills I’m paying
Hold me back can’t feel detained
Flow so real they feel the pain
5’7 still big shit
Fine wine taking big sips
Merlot and that Cabrienet, I got a bag today Please don’t make me mad today,
I ain’t in the mood so don’t aggravate
Toured all states I’m in good hands
Little engine niggas wish they could man, shit
Want shit and I got shit, and I ain’t never planning stopping,
I can’t fuck with niggas thats all talk ain’t never got shit poppin’ Touching M’s not impossible, acclimate the grind thats the concept, Take time to go take mine, I’ma touch water I’ma make wine,
And I been said I’ma get shit,
I’ma bogard I’ma hit shit,
Foot in the door ain’t good enough,
I’ma bust it down I’ma hit licks,
Ain’t no over night or no quick shit,
Built a foundation legit shit,
If I got a problem I’ma fix it,
I won cause I ain’t quit shit
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Boy I hit the gear l’m taking off the tires screeching
I stay in the alpha mode these niggas sleeping
I lead by example while these other niggas preaching, My heart’s on my sleeve so I ain’t trippin’ for no reason Got a morning flight so I ain’t get no sleep tonight
I’ve been feeling overboard I just might leap tonight,
I been feeling overwhelmed under a lot of pressure I’ma use-all 25 lighters on the dresser
Used to blow the dro, inhale and breathe the smoke Roll a dutch a day a nigga used to burn em’ slow Nigga I’ma boss I been writing checks lately,
Go and check the mail, a nigga need a check daily
Nigga need 401k and some more shit
I ain’t going back to being broke cause that’s some old shit
I ain’t never switched on my niggas thats some hoe shit Golden rule is keep yo mouth shut if you don’t know shit, bitch
I’m in the building
And I’m feeling myself
Got some money on me now
And I’m feeling my wealth
I been going through a lot
Think your bitch might help
Take this dress off of my mind, and get me right below the belt Talking to me like you crazy
You must think I’m someone else
Aye I done killed all of these niggas cause they do it to themselves
Bitch I grab the lighter hit the dodi now I’m geeking
Higher than high, we do it twice on the weekend
Hating niggas looking we give ‘em just what they seeking,
Hide behind your hands but when we pull up please no peeking They all hype
So they get the buster treatment
Give me some more ‘cause I deserve more achievements
You looking at the best of a, it ain’t no secret
Me giving a fuck ‘bout you?
Can’t find a reason
Woke up blessed to see another day
I hope I find another way, to make a motha fuckin’ dollar
I been really on the chicken chase
Either I’ma fall on my face, or be a motha fuckin baller
Whoa, I’m in the building
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16. |
Sun Up
01:51
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Days gone by and I can tell that a nigga feeling jaded now, I can’t make the mistakes I made when I was faded now,
Time goes by and I lose my mind and I hate it now
I ain’t got time if you’re wasting mine and I’m anxious now
Years fly by and the tears don’t dry and I’m waiting now
Distant life I’ma distant guy yeah I’m patient now,
Keep no ties with peoples lies, yeah I made that vow
And I ain’t got time if you’re waisting mine yeah
Do it from the sun down to the sun up
Tried to hold my breath I lost it nigga gotta come up,
Niggas try to tell me that I need to get my numbers up
I just wanna count the paper till my fucking thumb is numb
I just wanna be outside until the fucking summers done,
Top back, all black skin with a blunt or something
I just wanna take a leap of faith like a stunt or something
I just want my memory erased from the suffering (I’m saying like)
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17. |
Outro (Wake Up)
02:55
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It goes, wake up, make the bed then pray for the day, These days I manifest with the sun rays,
Charged up the crystals full moon is out today,
Sage got burnt so the negative decayed,
I wrote it all down I’m ‘bout to reap the benefits,
Date-just jubilee sleek on the wrist,
I just copped some new kicks the colors compliment the fit, Donuts in the whip the motion make the haters sick,
I stepped off the plane the flyest one in the terminal,
Attract what I want my way and I earn it to,
Wised up with time I’m divine and still learning too, Candles with the Palo Santo still burning too,
Time holds the key so I’m down for the mystery,
Loud up in the car the shit smell like a dispensary,
Lay a foundation to make my own history,
I coast too cold speed bumps don’t get me
I ride the wave in this thing called life I’m lit,
I hope y’all get the same feeling from the rhymes that I spit, You can tell just by the way that I walk I’m aligned,
I ain’t worried bout your’s dog I gotta get mine,
All these likes and these comments don’t equate to a check, So before we talk some numbers nigga do it correct,
Fuck these labels if they ain’t trying to ride for a nigga,
I got God up on my side and he supply for a nigga,
I ain’t afraid to take a leap of faith and bet on myself,
Sign my niggas to my label spread the wealth myself,
Ain’t nothing happen to me dog, it only happened for me, Sleeping on my nigga couch to world tour performing,
I won’t forget days when I was in a dark place,
Only space that we could find was a little section 8,
Now we on the grind whole team got a plate,
Looking like we gained weight cause the whole section ate
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