Boss Moves

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BuckNado

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(Boss Moves)
(Yeah)

Really gotta make a boss move in the Trap without it
Write another song dedicated to my passions, I'm finna rap about it
Unmistakable, this sound amazing, how beautiful this track is sounding
But I'm so sad, I'm an alcoholic, so I got a bottle of Jack and downed it, yeah
Run the City, get the Trap jumpin, it's legendary
Mental health is primary, my rap career is secondary
Meteorology's tertiary, but I'm in the classroom lesson staring
Homie, I ain't finna get mad, tote a weapon rarely, I'm intrepid barely

One man with a true heart who's got emotions
Two legendary rap albums out for the world, now God has spoken
Three years writing music for the people who are not awoken
Four years since suicide, even though I've been through a lot, I'm broken
Five simple reasons in my life, surprisingly I abhor the clout
Six cars: four Maseratis, two Lamborghinis, homie, sort em out
Seven grams of that Mary Jane homie, I'mma smoke another quarter ounce
Eight hours later, I'm hallucinating, how often, can't afford to count, yeah
I gotta stay heinous, in a year and a half, I'mma lay brainless
Deceased by the day I'm way famous, I'mma spread positivity, I'm a straight savior
Time travel in the past to the late 80s, my parents were teens, homie, they crazy
One generation later, Nado ain't playing, I'm a dog in the game, be the Great Dane yeah
I go viral like COVID and hopefully slowly like Soviet soldiers
Finna go and smoke opiates, shoot, what drugs am I promoting
I'm floating on codeine, I'm joking, marijuana blowing O's when I'm smoking
The Ring Lord, J double R Tolkien, JK with the J and I'm still Rowling, yeah
That was a setup, the lyrical rappin' the meta
Looking like 21 Savage, when I clutch on the Beretta
Sun or rain, I'mma look at the weather, swear to God I be rappin' forever
I wish I could rap in Italian, regardless this rap is a treasure, yeah

Really gotta make a boss move in the Trap without it
Write another song dedicated to my passions, I'm finna rap about it
Unmistakable, this sound amazing, how beautiful this track is sounding
But I'm so sad, I'm an alcoholic, so I got a bottle of Jack and downed it, yeah
Run the City, get the Trap jumpin, it's legendary
Mental health is primary, my rap career is secondary
Meteorology's tertiary, but I'm in the classroom lesson staring
Homie, I ain't finna get mad, tote a weapon rarely, I'm intrepid barely

Condensation, this a confrontation, this abomination brought upon the nation
Homie, who initiate the spawn of Satan, dropped another album, issa domination
Mom and dad are blaming, no exoneration, they would never listen or just honor patience
I be too excessive, not in moderation, my entire life has been a lotta hatred
Condensation, this a confrontation, this abomination brought upon the nation
Homie, who initiate the spawn of Satan, dropped another album, issa domination
Mom and dad are blaming, no exoneration, they would never listen or just honor patience
I be too excessive, not in moderation, my entire life has been a lotta hatred
(Yeah)

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