Lyrics:
'm cold I'm styling
bro got a stick like a violin
You can get smacked just for smiling
They might of thought That I 'm done
I'm sorry but you know that I
up
I can’t rest, that’s why I’m working harder
They be talking to me, they be talking to me
I hear the voices up in every corner
When I’m asleep, they
learn, you gon' teach to your seed
Yo, but I don't give a fuck, I clap off, try me, nigga
Keep that featherweight by me, nigga, yeah
Cocaine central,
it for Nas
And them on the strength
‘cause you claim this and mans is
Doing that and they claim this
That and the third"
But while he’s talking, I hear
bracelets and rings
All of the little accents that make me a king
I never hear the disses they try and point out to me
But it's whatever if somebody won't
may never know
You've still got plenty of time
To hear me on these beats
Oh, and by the way
Those gifts weren't cheap
I had to calculate that from
Know you a hoe, the thought just be singing
My words hit hard when I mf'n mean it
I'm really fucked up I'm fighting them demons
Not a night go by when I
how times do change
We doing our thing and in our minds you remain
As I uncap a 5th of Henny for my soldiers that's a memory
Thinking 'bout the fun
freak it
Like u want it
Freak it like u need it
You can tell by the way I freak it
That I heard u
Say u like to hear
Your name called
Not just for money
I wish you the best, cause you deserve it
And if that's death by any means I guess you truly worth it
Should've, been left you alone we was never
Pie By The Stone Alliance
Everbody Knows I'm Known For Dropping Science
I'm Electric Like Dick Hyman
I Guess You'd Expect To Catch The Crew
dinners inside by candlelight
But never around at the break of daylight
I hear your voice and my heart begins to melt
I can't help falling under your spell
brown nose)
There's rich uncle Bob, I say now what you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna brown nose)
You get stopped by the man, I say now what you gonna
hustle no morals u for da streets bitch hit the doe
Niggas be talkin hot shit on them social hear gunfire he hit the flow
I thought u was gangsta why you
do, huh
I trapped and it changed my life
You trapped and all that you got was blues
If I don't OD or get killed by a weapon and die of old age
Would
ain't even got a bag to put groceries in (Ain't got a bag to put groceries in)
I heard you be talking like you got it but can't show shit (You can't show
instrumental on, by my doley
Adversity make the story, can't wait for consoling
End my night off on the right note when I get to scrolling
"Almost ain't
the silence breathe
Fools are soon revealed by not listening
You know if you could just stop talking
You might hear something that'll change you
I'm stuck in
myself just told myself:
"You're the motherfucking man, you don't need no help"
Cashing checks and I’m bigging up my chest
Y'all keep talking ‘bout who
you tell me that I'm bothered by you
Baby I just want to hear it all the time
Your problems are mine too
So when we're talking in my room
Baby don't
to get fucked up
Fill my cups up
She text me break it down I told her go roll something up
You trippen relax
Go play that classic by Bob called One Love
on clear
Music is thumping I barely can hear
Niggas be talking all close and shit
Damn nigga you spit in my ear
Let me get back into character
Let me get
yall from?
All the low key OG's, where yall from?
Got a gat, cock it back, let me hear yall gun
Come and take a walk through my horde, I'll guide yo
I be the first ever Asian astronaut
Blastin' off, castin' off
The ties that bind like a smashed guitar
Rode a mastodon out Jurassic Park
Chased by
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