Buffin in a minute wont take you there
U dont breathe like dat
U the breed like fed
Pussy motherfuckers with a garbage set
Richest deep in dust
Yeh we be like dat
Knowledge is a place where the God can bet
Where the cars get stolen
And the girls be lit
Innocence for me is passive tense
I dont pay for rents — im producing bands
Never stop hopping the fences
They be defencing only from us and our friends
Cuz they writing romances
Tales and the blessing
They're just missing the sense
Always tryina appeal
That we're disappearing
From inner thoughts dat we have
So im back and im pealing
All the believings good old minds ever had
Magnets hiding under benches
May i say we live in trenches?
We be following the bassline —
They be building golden ranches
Fancy fancy moneymaking
Selling asses drown in lake and
Bet you know tfuck u doin
Money's heavy tho be movin
Mato mane — aint a crook
Feelin mad im boutta burst
Like it said in a book
We are blessed and hella cursed
At the same damn time
I be swaggin at the boogie shop
Blooming in the gloomy block
Dancing like it's hoodie bop
Будто пулей в глаз
Рифмы на витрины
Это moody rock
Лэйди под мои тейпы сотрясают
Свои буди в такт
Moving up
Dressed to smoke you out
I'm on my "улица
Шиноби нахмурился
Он трудится в поту лица
Wavy mood like wobble dibble
Sippin something tasty i go
Crazy with my homies pimpin
So I guess its wobble tripple
Concentrated on the mission
Cuz im bout my fucking biddness
Bitch I've been this shit dont teach me
Fuck I run this shit like fitness
Get this
My steez are reckless
Like Guinness records
We're outlanders
Industry menace
Foo watch your manners
So many times I've been banging
And begging for blessings
I've got many questions
I'm testing my mind
Trynna survive
I'm one of a kind
Holding my demons inside
