fourth quarter clutch

Staring at the Madvillain See the record hanging on the left side Of the chambre Way beyond what I internalized Forgiveness had to take it for a test drive I tend to ponder On what I'm gon' amount to A mountain that I'm climbing Weary climate With my head high Busy grappling on who I wanna be I bury what I shed Y'all hardly hearing what I said Dodged The tendency to spread lies No spare lives attainable Just set ties awaiting you While wading in the water Most they tend to throw an anchor through Fourth quarter clutch Ugh Stuck up in a rut Ugh More so in the past Nigga I was stumped, almost at a ten Most y'all niggas lunch, Ugh Heard they sleeping on us Cool, we finna turn it up Y'all niggas out here caving to the luck A couple shorties in the inner circle Rest I tend to punt 3 AM with the conglomerates We rolling up the runtz Orchestrating how to be yourself That chasing what they want Only lead you to a hole, another writer Bites the dust An archaeologist, I'm excavating Coping on the trucks, nigga trust Locked myself inside this stu, just dolo Took no photos, uh Shit was pretty sweet But I felt slept on like a rolo, uh Doing all my shit without a promo And a boatload of that dough Though, I wish I really had it Sick of the bullshit, niggas be on it Bring me much sadness So I sit to the rapping and I'm just tryna get my money 10-4 with more advances But I'm tryna keep my compassion I've already lost a lot of it, wait Due to these actions Ayy, the crimes you committed Truly been peaking my madness Ayy, but I'm just tryna stay stable Even when I'm old and got a cane I'm still finna beat your ass Right now I'm just talking my shit Huh, she rub me like a genie I'm gon' go ahead and grant her wish You see the way I drift off topic and shit Huh, I really need to sit down and contemplate A much better way to live And try and stay focused So I'm just listening to coping Coping trying to be chosen Huh, but I don't think I'm the type to be picked I'm more so due to choosing Of who gets to be cooling inside my VIP And to be honest, right now, dawg, you wouldn't want sit Ayy, cause I just hit your bitch right on that couch And she was wet just like a ocean Yeah, you know I leave her soulless when I hit So please just know I'm never joking Bitch, I already told you I was him 5'11", could barely hold the rim Ayy, but she would still lay up with me, I win Ayy, and so would all her friends But I'ma pass them hoes off to the kin Cause we all pretty sad right now But they just distractions And maybe at some point in time We gon' repent But, tonight we just gon' get hype, Gon' sin