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Back to the basics
Now I’m adjacent to everything I can do
The more that you know the harder to grow, now you’re afraid to move
Damn
Perfectionist, what an untimely death in this
Nigga your time ain’t definite
Nigga your mind ain’t bulletproof
All of that filth they feeding you
All of these bills don’t keep the food
Healthy, the wealthy prolly vegan
And that’s a cost you can’t afford
Nigga you froze to pray for more
But faith without works is surely dead
I got these voices inside of my head, I wish I was grateful, but everything dead
I need redemption, but I just see red
We getting blunted inside of the car, we hit the function right after the mall
I prolly won’t answer whenever you call, I’m in the lab tryna raise up the bar
Look
You don’t have service
Everything you say is worthless
If Darryl hit me then we swervin’
Evan prolly in mixture,
I’m clean like detergent
Y’all niggas hella washed up
Better boss up, for’ ya world end
No Ls like I’m Nerlens
East side but I’m Westbrook
Mitsubishi was the whip nigga
Watch your mouth or get eclipsed nigga
I been grindin’ like the Clipse with ya
I been tryna get some chips with ya
Prolly dip to the back, prolly roll a Gar Vegas then we snap
Niggas in the bar crazy, hella smacked
I been feeling lost lately but I’m back
I been needing God lately and he back
Yea
Yea, look
Wait
God made me so he snapped
I’m grateful that I’m black
Y’all hate me cuz your ancestors, we should mob crazy that shit whack
Y’all take all my culture, how unseasoned, niggas trash
Damn
I might post up like Malone do
I want billboards and my chrome blue
Cam Reddish when I pull up
I’m more Zion in the zone dude
Zone D from the opposition, but the Tom Brady been the go to
Olajuwon with the post move
Smooth demons will approach you
Learn from what you go through
If you went through, why you look back
That a sure sign of a hoe move
I’m a tall tale of a cold cruel, world that we’ve grown through
Yea
Aight
Did you get the gist of this
I had to slit my wrist for this
Metaphorically, there’s been more to me than meets the retina
Categorically deny these snakes they could never measure up
If you think you’re better at crafting than put some cheddar up
I’m in the cut, this macaroni, bumpin’ Kush and Orange Juice
Coop riding shotgun inside the coup
My mind’s aloof, my timing’s cool, my smile’s encouraging
And
Her style is flourishing, shit, I’m like mine is too (cold)
Her friend like, got damn where you find him boo
Like I need two, for me and Sue
If you slanderous niggas try to bite my style, I might just sue
I need ocean views,
Mary, Kate and Olsen bread, that’s super vision, my nigga what a comic view
I just smile and laugh
Right at you
Nigga I paid my dues, with blood, sweat and broken relationships
I was very into giving, now I’m open to taking shit
So I’ll kill you for the love if you still on that hating shit nigga
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Audi
02:33
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[Verse 1]
Pace yourself, you bouta fall you should brace yourself
You niggas soft and you hate yourself, I get it off like I’m Steph at the buzzer
It’s nothing, gon leave you how Raymond felt
Does anything matter, been waiting for rapture, so thankful for gifts, I ate through all the rappers
Don’t care who come first, better hope I ain’t after
Damn
That’s a lasting impression, smoke gas in my session
Then pass it to, no one, lil nigga
A bow’ll constrict ya, that’s right to ya temple
Spur of the moment might Bowen y’all niggas
Yea, dope out my system
Audio coke for a listener
Audi go skrt, that’s a missile
Boom
Pull out and zoom past you bitches
[Chorus]
Yea
Pull out and zoom past you bitches I’m after these riches
Clean
Yea, I’m having visions, mean
Y’all niggas bitches
[Verse 2]
Look
This a hostile takeover, first class spitta, still inducing layovers
She been tryna fuck, should I let her stay over, presidential visit if I call she stay open
Damn
And the ass stay poking, niggas stay lurking, hoping they chosen
But
I feel like Neo, I’m the one, get it done, and the gun stay smokin’
We all in the matrix, I been getting dividends, stretching ends, all cuz my God been gracious
I been so impatient, chasing this greatness, your lack of understanding is not overstated
Fuck any racist with hatred, behind smilin’ faces and gatekeepers fakin’ like they really made us
Crown fit as tight as a glove and if you take offense I’m Gary Payton
[Chorus]
Zoom
Right past you bitches
Yea
I need these riches, I got a vision
Yea
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[Verse 1]
Bet I’m gon get me a check
Bet I’m gon earn some respect
Bet I’m gon clear out my debt
Bet bet
I bet niggas say you the best
All of your niggas named yes
Why you don’t rap with your chest?
Bet bet
Stone Cold Stun a motherfucker if I gotta
Already started, but I ain’t far from the bottom
My favorite type of lesson is the message in the bottle
Asked her if she rollin’, cuz she looking like a model
Bet, aye
Bet, yuh
Bet, aye
Bet, yuh
Bet, aye
Bet, yuh
Bet bet
[Chorus]
Six Forks (Raleigh), Glenwood
East Side, West Side (Charlotte)
Roll blunts, smoke blunts (smoke)
She pours, I pour (yikes)
Undress, sundress (mmm)
Mind sex, mindless (ooh)
Business, get some (get some)
Bet bet
Stamp yea
[Verse 2]
Aye
I’m official as a whistle, she blowing my line up, but technically that’s not an issue
I just ain’t had time to get back to her text
I grind for the love, but I don’t mind the flex
Fuck verification, though I’ll take a check
I’m proofing my bullets to line up your vest
I’m focused on now, I do not know what’s next
Concerns with the past only bringin’ out stress
I’m in the process of poppin’, I gotta get
All of my brandin’ and marketing
Love my distractions to be very feminine
You can be salty, but shorty is cinnamon
I’m hyperactive, I love the adrenaline
Ay dios mío, I know that I’ll sin again
Bet
[Chorus]
Six Forks (Raleigh), Glenwood
East Side, West Side (Charlotte)
Roll blunts, smoke blunts (smoke)
She pours, I pour (yikes)
Undress, sundress (mmm)
Mind sex, mindless (ooh)
Business, get some (get some)
Bet bet
Stamp yea
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C'est La Vie
02:32
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[Chorus]
Mmm
C’est la vie
I got money, I got weed
I got women with different circumferences in the circle, eying me
Lil’ me, huge fish in a shallow pond
A little deep, superficial with the tendencies
I can’t blame any enemy
That’s the inner me
[Verse 1]
Yea
You get you what you give huh?, I got what I took
Live and I learn, end of the story, I might write my own book
If it make money, then niggas’ll flip it and skrt off like a crook
Castle of sands designed to the tee, just for a look
Whoa
High fashion, high priced fakin’, extensions for the ego
Hats for the cappin’, IG snappin’, real life lackin’
You hate to see it
Blind eyes leading wise guys to dry soil, back snappin’ from the pressure of the world view
Perverts in the purview, like the president
45 stationed by the gut
Hollow tip breakfast, dinner, lunch
Discount for the payload, full clip beat like Sango
Might do it for the pesos
Really only if the pace slow
Or the grace low
If God forgive why the saints don’t
The realest niggas fade in plain clothes
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5. |
Trippin'
02:53
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[Verse 1]
I hit the digital dash
I need the bread in my stash
All of you niggas is trash
Trash
Damn
Niggas is paying for fans,
Niggas is lame as they raps
Niggas is faker than spam
You niggas bitches all you kickin’ is cans
Pushing up daisies and poppin’ them Xans
I wrote this shit for my sons
Aye hoe I shine like the sun
I know the art like Sun Tzu
I won the war without guns
Peace, get the fuck out my face
And love conquers all, but you focused on hate
I’m bout to ball out like Bron Bron, you niggas is late
Don’t need Adderall hoe, I got the focus of greats
In the eve of destruction, I just weed out the snakes
If the bullets cause the burn, I’m sorry dawg it’s too late
But anyway
[Chorus]
Hoes be trippin’, but I ain’t trippin’
Y’all niggas said y’all got the sauce, but I ain’t drippin’
I’m on the some other shit
Some other other other shit
Yea
Hoes be trippin’, but I ain’t trippin’
Y’all niggas said y’all got the sauce, but I ain’t drippin’
I’m on the some other shit
Some other other other shit
[Verse 2]
I’m the type that you not fuckin’ wit
The type that may just fuck your bitch
The type to grant your final wish
The type to tap your spinal chord
And paralyze the sucka shit
I tried to keep it positive
I’ve posited, I don’t need acknowledgment
Cuz I been on some scholar shit, without scholarship
How you niggas leaders but you following
No matter how you spell it you’re a homonym
Ain’t not apologin’ for politics
I might hit a flex with no designer shit
Unless I’m the one, designing it
She just want some dick and that’s cool
But soul ties require my admonishment
How astonishing, we started out platonic friends
Blurred lines began to blend
Now she bending over
And we’re never sober
When she call me over, she got that super soaker
So I’m never late, pen game stupid, so I penetrate
Sex game cupid, let me demonstrate
Yea
[Chorus]
Hoe’s be trippin’, but I ain’t trippin’
Y’all niggas said y’all got the sauce, but I ain’t drippin’
I’m on the some other shit
Some other other other shit
Yea
Hoes be trippin’, but I ain’t trippin’
Y’all niggas say y’all got the sauce, but I ain’t drippin’
I’m on the some other shit
Some other other other shit
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6. |
1:11
04:25
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[Verse 1]
Doctor did you put some venom in my prescription
I woke on the wrong side of all of my afflictions
Thank the Lord for all of his grace and all his mercy
If I never changed then I would do you dirty
Finesse
I could finesse with the best
I would make a move without no stress
Ain’t no consequence could make me second guess
Yea
I was always known to do the most, my city
Raised me not trust a fat ass and a smile that was pretty
But if she came through
Then of course you know it’s litty
I dig deeper, I dig deeper but she feel so fuckin’ empty
What’s wrong Deeep
Oh nothing baby, I saw the lies in your eyes
And that shit was crazy
Oh nothing baby, I’m just wastin’ my time
And yours
[Chorus]
Long nights, long days I live baby
Faux pas, facades, drive me crazy
Take the wheel
Aye
Could you take the wheel
Long nights, long days I live baby
Faux pas, facades, drive me crazy
Take the wheel
Oh
Could you take the wheel
[Verse 2]
Cuz the power of the tongue make her think twice
And the power of the pussy make you feign for cookies
I’m a monster in the darkness, you won’t find my heart
I’ve been swimmin’ I’ve been swimmin’ with these fuckin’ sharks
Blood thinners got me woozy, actually I don’t need to think
Actually I go anywhere, that my heart’s content
I don’t know if you
Feel
What I’m sayin’ but
It don’t really matter anymore
Yea yea
I don’t really care anymore
Yea, yea
I don’t have no fears anymore
Yea, yea
I don’t even feel anymore
Yea, yea, yea, yea
The deeper, the deeper, the deeper the brushstroke
The darker the foundation
Thanks for my creation
Aye
Long nights, long days, I live
I know I’ll make my way
You told me I should quit
Now you back on my dick today, and that’s cool
Cuz I don’t give no fucks, aye
Yea, that’s cool, cuz, we both know what’s up
[Chorus]
Long nights, long days I live baby
Faux pas, facades, drive me crazy
Take the wheel
Aye
Could take the wheel
Long nights, long days, I live
Till I fade away
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