It smells like cigarette smoke The current concrete is a joke Sort of beat like my hope Or heart anyways It's hard to hear what I say Lot of screeching heaps in the street for a week day The heat stays But I lays real low Swing off behind the sun in chariot slow Then slither like snakes in black like crows Dipping off to do deliveries, different area codes Off put, I'm off work, well beyond beat But put off my off switch just to keep things neat I repeat, time is money. You spended it on sleep While I'm spending my extra Z's on shoes instead of sheep Preach, it doesn't matter who it is I be 'Cause even men with fifty G's have worser days than me But it sure feels better for tears to roll off of leather Rather than choking, soaking on the stitch of my seat Teach if your mouth's open, learn if it's shut I thought I heard herds of men trying to do the opposite What's up with the jump jiving hollering wails While I'm doing my thing, trying to do sales? No business like your own business. That's what they say I was reciting that like it was something to pray Out the door for some more, I had to be like May Sprung in the car, popped the console, found some music to play And my speakers broke! Orphan Annie optimistic 'bout persistence, I keep my ways Crooked as a crocodile, cuss throughout my days Only phased by the moon. Could bring a mean monsoon Dressed in all black, I'm all about Cash like June Call soon, out of tunes. Tell me where we going to meet Been dealing with delinquency, but not with defeat Who you see is who you be and if you are what you eat Then I'm a pussy, don't push me, probably land on my feet So I gets back, back to work for these 'speaks My bones creak as my boss speaks, "Hey, why so late?" Gas station. Had to get that White Owl, white grape But I can't tell him that, so I just lie to his face Perdón, lo siento. Sorry I'm late I had to stop to get gas, plus traffic sucks in this place I'm never early 'cause I don't be having the time to waste I keep a style so Shady that I can't be erased The door's locked and double checked. There's no busting on me And if you're fronting 'till Friday, I'mma charge you a fee Only snowflake in the place checking the M-I-C C-O-L-U-M-B-U-S, peace, that's where I'll be You don't know? I'm from the home of the "Loko" I keep a low-pro, behind brown ojos Pass that piece, that's my ethos. Take two dose Often speaking in prose For pot they'll never lock me, only cuffs on my coat Off put, I'm off work, I just can't sit If the world's flipping on me then I'mma flip on it Committed ten sins to make my dividends split No window benefits in white neighborhoods 'cause loose lips I quit my legit source of money, you know? My eyes low, getting high and sipping merlot Got a fast life living in a city that's slow But I'm malleable like water and valuable like stone Did lines, did crimes, and took shots of Patrón All day I was thinking and getting into my zone I was calling the people up and hitting them on the phone Thinking in text. Thinking 'bout sex. Are these thoughts my own? Kept it moving, kept it grooving. Not fearing the unknown Now I work on my own. I'm really not no joke 'Cause I got some music for ya and my speakers ain't broke
Written by: BRANDON JARRELL
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