Lyrics:
I wrote this in my head when I was supposed to be meditating
But I was thinking, and thinking is overrated
Over analyzing everything that's my
rockless
Bet I feel safe with a
Bigger profit than when
I walk in the bank, then I feel awkward
And when I cop a big
Space with the new carpet
Got 'em off
at work, give you an attitude then you were rough
And take it out on me but that's about enough
You put your hands on me again I'll put your ass in handcuffs
staying inside
Can't be distracted
By nickels and dimes
When I gotta quarter who mine
Y'all in uncomfortable binds
Too scared to speak on your mind
on, y'all! Good assualt is in effect.
Put your hands in the air.
Put your hands in the air.
I don't want to see nobody sittin' in their chair.
Swing it D, swing it D, swing it
I swing my beats at the playground, ya' know
(Everybody)
Come on y'all, good assault is in effect
Put your hands in
As I sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world as it fell past
Softly she
Being real, that don't cost shit
Now we richer than them niggas in them office
Cause I can deploy them killers nigga
No remorse cause I don't start
hand now that's the type of shit that I expect from the other man. Keeping us down by keeping us off focus and off topic ain't got the streets off no
to take a stand
Landing feet first is a lesson in its own hand
In this land I'm a man who's a fan of next levels
And I'm attacking the central nervous
crying
It's inked in my blood I don't care what it takes from me
Just going harder and harder so now they show love ain't nobody have faith in me
I just
we on
Shorty be screaming and moaning
I'mma hit it til' the morning
I'm in my zone
I'mma make it on my own
I'mma get it by my lonely
I walk on the beat
preach and start the ignition
I know a part of you's missing
Since your brother took his life in front of y'all in that kitchen
You've been trying to fill
of precious stone
Glass cabinet where I keep antique from WWI
Dominican queen downward facing dog warrior one
Hampton ceiling and Victorian skirtings
Walk-in
own befo' anyone else
It ain't nothin' in the big city but a small thang
To see a brother straight fall victim to the game
Somethin' that I roll with
they tell us
Hideaway place, it's safe, they raise a nation of hate
Erase a main for his faith
They feed us lies, dress up my King in false disguise
'm disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
lived by medicine
There ain't no studio in my city that I've never been
I told my brother I be dead if I ain't stay strapped
Couple of times I done get
just to see
These random n****s dig the dirt
We done been scared by the tragedies
We just tryna get reimbursed
Chorus:
My brothers (x5)
I love em (x5)
Please, read from sheets
I am
I am
Sofa king
Sofa king
Scared of a bunch of water, then get out the rain
Order a rapper for lunch and spit
My four way did it
An hour song ain't a hit if
You're askin' for a deal
I will not have a hand in
No shit I don't feel
Brush it off like the big dogs
double the fans
I am triple your talent and T-Bow can sign over that
Shoutout T-Bow my brother my homie the king of Alaska
Chilling in the cold waiting
Smokin keef in a leaf by the dabwood
Hit it from the back with no hands
Yeah I'm that good
No way that I'm folding, that's a bad Look
I got it jumpin' from
your brother
Till you need em
Then it's where you been
Wanna jump back in
On my shoulders
Now that I'm on this
Vibe that's been so profound
Remember I
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