Cardinal
Topaz Jones, Quadry
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Twiddle my thumbs I’m ignant Should’ve left me where you found me huh Profit off my pigment 50/50 split it (okay) I just brought my niggas to make sure you was on up and up Mike run 4.3 what the f*ck I feel you looking down on us All that shit you talk let my name slip out your mouth I let it slide cause I want shine and move up out my momma house I told myself just one more time I’ll punch him in his fucking jaw There go my ride I’ll pay that fine I’ll get there slow I’d rather walk But It wasn’t all bad, Kendrick said I got it Frank helped me with butterflies before a show so what you call that Legend in the making get back to my basic Me and Joe go back and forth we whip our foreigns around baker Baby shake the world up started with our hood first George and Leonard made me you take credit for my growth spurt I know you might hate it thought you saved me I was here first Can't discover natives, nah let get it shaking Trunk space filled up Big rims rolling Cold drank big cup Baby what you holding Shell closed Buffalo damn what’s open My mind somewhere my soul open Trunk space filled up Big rims rolling Cold drank big cup Baby what you holding Shell closed Buffalo damn what’s open My mind somewhere my soul open I used to feel like it wasn’t no space at the table for me Til one day I was able to eat off they plate and it tasted like me No I ain’t signed to a label but they know if I drop a tape it's a major release You making me sneeze, allergic to herbs except for what burn in this paper my G Take my tiempo, I’m finding my tempo I grind like a pestle inside of a mortar No more bravado we bored of Hearing bout how niggas shine like menorahs Or really Kinaras reminded of how once my momma had forced me to celebrate kwanzaa But that didn’t stick, cuz in the 99 n 2 thou I was Juvenile more than conscious Cash money on my mind bitch (ha) Outkast going rhombus (hooo) Whole squad rocking fake yellow gold ropes niggas look jaundiced Peace sign on my myspace told em sound off in the comments I ain’t kept a damn thing I had back then except my promise My palms itching, got the monkey pox Stack of Hundreds make the rubber pop Busta buss it’s time to cut the locks This light of mine 900 watts This idle mind write a bunch of plots But the Big Dipper stirring up the pot Now I’m cheffing out here serving everybody You don’t get it probably Take it from the top Trunk space filled up Big rims rolling Cold drank big cup Baby what you holding Shell closed Buffalo damn what’s open My mind somewhere my soul open Trunk space filled up Big rims rolling Cold drank big cup Baby what you holding Shell closed Buffalo damn what’s open My mind somewhere my soul open
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Written by: George David Brandon, Quadry Givs
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