GREASY (feat. Summer Breaking) [Clean]

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Selassie Drah

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Still
Still
Still
Still
Still
Still
Still gon' get 'em if need be
Pull up and serve 'em neatly
If man wanna get sleazy
Hop out and do 'em greasy
I don't wanna get mixy
They claim gang when it's sticky
She wanna hang but it's risky
Can't tell who tryna get me
Yeah, yeah, take it away
I'm keeping my demons awake
And never could give it a break
Moving like, like nothing at stake
Got so much to set on my plate
One of y'all try to cross, I swear to God
I'll put you in heavenly state
Yeshua open the gates
Served 'em so many verses, truth in my service
Guess who they thumping, yeah
I'll let you in the circus, we draw the curtains
The function, yeah
They don't feed me with purpose, I've been observant
Living for one thing, yeah
Turned an angel to a petty king
Let my evil do the settling
Block to block I done made 'em bop
Who that saying he gon' let it ring
Still keep steppin' in your house
I've been up your couch
We done heard it all, lotta who is whos
Still can't figure what you're about
I call death to the posers
Feed man straight to the vultures
Gotta keep ten codes for the folder
Never keep none tucked in a holster
Cuz they all gon' claim say who colder
But these fools ain't never gon' roll up
Say he been in the field like soldiers
Never carried no weight on your shoulders
Never kept eyes out for the stoners
Who could've been murked if you never stayed sober
Don't talk to me, I mean honestly
I'm an anomaly, around you wannabes
Lotta hands out when it pans out
But truly, don't need your camaraderie
To the rest of y'all who just watch 'em bozos
Don't even acknowledge me
This the energy I might've needed to channel my demons
And cook up some more of these
I play forever so I don't be politicking
With you who only around for a season
Can't be passing out the _ that I'm chiefin'
Know they scheming, all that faking, I peep it
I don't owe you a reason
This hustle been solo, don't question who keep it
So many checks I want to run through
Shawty wanna see what a rude boi do
She wanna link and freak it, yeah
Truly, I wanna sleep instead
Stack up and back to sleeping, yeah
I wanna see my people fed
Boo bae, you know you tweaking, yeah
I don't pose for the fame and the cam
I do whatever's needed, yeah
Stay dangerous for the fam
I got love for my ghetto
But I ain't never wanna settle quick
Feel like wanna get me clipped
This ain't how I'm tryna see us win
Let 'em settle for the crumbs
Best believe it's back to going dumb
Best believe it's 'bouta be a run
They ain't never gonna see me done
Two ways you say this here could go
Go cray or laid face flat by them
No, no, when I say I'll wipe his nose
Get 'em served, what's the word
I'm living on code, for sho'
Little faith inside of me
Questioning which heart is clean
Told them there's nothing to see
Sheltering pieces of me
Closing every door behind
And keeping all my windows sealed
Let my vices take the wheel
And sharpen up this heart of steel
So I'm thugging
They say they mobbing
You is just posing, quit up my options
I ain't with the rara pull up say, "what's poppin'?"
Did him dirty in the streets now we got 'em mopping
Believe me, I'm still moving so freely
Posted at all functions completely
Solo and my location easy
Hit my line for whatever reason
Run this here like I run the stages
Still could sweep up your latest
Still can't do what I did in basements
Dem man signify what a waste is
Yeah, yeah, issa lotta hype
We ain't never been afraid of what you moving like
Say you certified but we don't know about your type
Your loud mouth the type to get wiped
Yeah, yeah, check my streaks
Too many dubs and that's never been a lie
He backstabbed tryna get a piece of mine
Now we speak about that man in past tense
I don't fold, I don't bend
Not for show, can't pretend
Your folks, your ends
Lotta woes, can't amend
Crossing lines, not again
Fool me once, pardon him
Fool me twice, grace your sin
Poke a third, smoke your worth
Speak so loosely so they see we goofy
This sound groovy but he still unruly
Life move smoothly when you cut ties, truly
Spin your ends so many times I'm whoozy
Still gon' get 'em if need be
Pull up and serve 'em neatly
If man wanna get sleazy
Hop out and do 'em greasy
I don't wanna get mixy
They claim gang when it's sticky
She wanna hang but it's risky
Can't tell who tryna get me
Yeah, yeah, sailing away
I'm keeping my demons awake
And never could give it a break
Moving like, like nothing at stake
Got so much to set on my plate
One of y'all try to cross I swear to God
I'll put you in heavenly state
Yeshua open the gates

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