Lyrics:
First things first
Want you to know why I do it
I meditate to connect with the great
Keep me straight
Cuz even good guys like me
Could fall astray
the pouring rain
It's typical of you
Looking like you do
And the day I'll catch your eye
Could another chance come by
I should really know by now
And piece by piece, I'll watch it all rise
And piece by piece, we doing it better
Goddamn I swear that I'll make it right
Don't even know what's going
can you hear this, the fake sound of progress
Never reason with a fool, but is that unkind
Looks like I've lost my mind once again
I know it all
I stayed the same through the years, but I know some people turned to snakes and to lizards
Other are still boys and they're playing and all, but I'm
I'm where I'm a just because of ya
I don't give a fuck I ain't mad spark another blunt
Stayin in my bag juggin fast for another run all because not
stories till dawn.
And he said, "Come on, get your bag, boy! Sun's up now and it's time to roll!
Hell, you know there ain't no better time than early in
don't fuck with you
It ain't much for us to talk about
Cuz you don't fuck with me (Yo, yo, yo, yo)
And you know I don't fuck with you
So all I can
on
Talking how they getting it, we gon' see
Paparazzi follow me, you cannot call, I'm out of reach
I can see, promise momma, shit I know she proud of me
I'm
correct it
And I came correct
And I still collect
All my bills and debts
It's another check
And it's another flex
And first off all
I still love the rest
So
by my fears
Someone get me out of here
Before I waste another year
Another decade gone
Great big walls started closing in
I tried to make it stop
I
go
Maybe he should stop and smell the roses
Or maybe the rose is just too potent
Its all just in his head he thinks he knows it
But his brain is
doing it
Flow keep on changing like mystique cause I don't wanna be
Another rapper who ain't bringing in the heat
I'm on a roll and I know
Like
skin like hair with the lice on
It like shit, you can get your face split
Like a zit that you pop when
You think it's hot shit
I don't know how I did it
I remember when we used to have it all
See each other when we wanted, barely ever have to call
Now I know that Boston's not that far, you feel so far
Riding i24 im thinkin bout my movement
Engine sound windows down it makes my mind lucid
Makes me slow the lyrics down to make myself fluent
Makes all
a dollar sign
Where I'm from they don't know the meaning of traumatized
It's just another day, another crime
Shit baby, I guess we gotta flip another dime
I see you’ve had a hard time trusting
Demons tryna close your eyes, keep running
Triple six money
Yeah you know I fuck with that uh
All you niggas
Potter
You waiting for the summer but it ain't getting any hotter
Don't expect shit unless you're by the toilet lid
Or in the garden cause we all know you
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
Just another day I find myself in misery and I can't believe it
Just another way I lie myself in history and I just wanna leave it
Drama, drama,
conk, you know you're losin'
I put my dues in so you know it's only right
I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga)
Call me over Peach's house, man"
Now it was once said by a ol' Loc G
Always tryna come up, and yeah, that's a G
Uh, 'cause when I bomb it's like
on rounds, always lit
Shots on shots, should we hit
The waiter for, another fix
Tell em four, shit make it six
Know I'm a vibe, energy high
Know I'm a vibe,
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