Big Drum Big Ghost LTD & Conway the Machine (Ft. 7xvethegenius, GooseByTheWay, Jae Skeese, Shots Almigh & SK Da King)
[Intro: Goose]
Yeah, Goose, look
[Verse 1: Goose & Jae Skeese]
I'm in my grind state of mind, I ain't got time to waste
They told me "Seek and you should find", I guess I'm fine with K (I got)
I'm not a stranger to the shine so I'm fine with hate (So hate, nigga)
We do a package at a time, thirty-five a plate
Give me a beat to body, I bet I demolish crates (For real)
I've been iller since Biggie stopped wearin' condoms with Faith
It's not a problem to a doctor, watch, I operate (For real)
So say the wrong thing, I bet I get you shot today (Boom, boom)
Mama told me "Stay in the house", I told her "Not today" (I'm outside)
'Cause niggas plottin' and there's two more shits I gotta say (For real)
Nate gone for the summer, yeah, he locked away
Until he home, we gon' run up like ten blocks a day
I used to struggle with my feelings, kept 'em locked away (That was me)
Until I picked that pen and pad up and I jot away
Tried keepin' me in the hood 'til I got away (Uh)
Pops showed me my first two pounds on the block he chase, feel me? (Yo, yo, check)
[Verse 2: Jae Skeese]
The beat file domestic charges when I say raps to it (Uh-huh)
I get to ventin' and bringin' heat, shit's like an HVAC unit
Your shit is garbage, how you slang that sewage? (How?)
These rappers washed, it's like a Maytag unit
I hit the top and I had to take that viewin'
Just like a mandatory wake (Uh-huh)
You see my diction is non-fiction
Believe I always had my story straight (I always did)
Attracted to sixteens, just like a statutory case (Uh-huh)
Got that sauce, plus that chicken like a cacciatore plate
I'm back tapped in my zone, Presto Mids, I had the Acronyms on
Manufactured with steel wool when my fabric was sown
Opposite of brittle, with riddles, I'm sharp as sickles
Never artificial, my art's official (My shit's official)
I mean I'm kinda likin' charge of crystal
Like it's soul and amethyst, my flow is vanish-less (Uh-huh)
These niggas know I hold advantages, so over stand this shit (Uh-huh)
Now when he cut 'em on, I slash his shit, left it in bandages (Brrah)
Of course I gotta check it like I'm sleepin' out in Radison (What?)
I stayed in my lane, they thought that I was travellin', but I was gatherin'
I know that they thought I was sinkin' back when I was paddling
But I was still as fly as a vulture when I was scavenging
And, nigga, I ain't dragging it
And Buffalo is up now, Griselda was the catalyst (Uh-huh)
Black Soprano Family hold the keys
DrumWork, we came to shackle shit (DrumWork)
Lock it down like twenty-three and one (Wow)
Get two blinks we took shit over, makin' runs in Yeezys 1s (Wow)
Shocked the shit out of a hater, fuck you thought we would become? (Huh?)
Brought myself out of these slums 'cause Weeds knew I'd be the one
Motherfucker, huh, yeah (My nigga Weeds)
I brought myself out of these slums 'cause Weeds knew I'd be the one
Yeah, Goose, look
[Verse 1: Goose & Jae Skeese]
I'm in my grind state of mind, I ain't got time to waste
They told me "Seek and you should find", I guess I'm fine with K (I got)
I'm not a stranger to the shine so I'm fine with hate (So hate, nigga)
We do a package at a time, thirty-five a plate
Give me a beat to body, I bet I demolish crates (For real)
I've been iller since Biggie stopped wearin' condoms with Faith
It's not a problem to a doctor, watch, I operate (For real)
So say the wrong thing, I bet I get you shot today (Boom, boom)
Mama told me "Stay in the house", I told her "Not today" (I'm outside)
'Cause niggas plottin' and there's two more shits I gotta say (For real)
Nate gone for the summer, yeah, he locked away
Until he home, we gon' run up like ten blocks a day
I used to struggle with my feelings, kept 'em locked away (That was me)
Until I picked that pen and pad up and I jot away
Tried keepin' me in the hood 'til I got away (Uh)
Pops showed me my first two pounds on the block he chase, feel me? (Yo, yo, check)
[Verse 2: Jae Skeese]
The beat file domestic charges when I say raps to it (Uh-huh)
I get to ventin' and bringin' heat, shit's like an HVAC unit
Your shit is garbage, how you slang that sewage? (How?)
These rappers washed, it's like a Maytag unit
I hit the top and I had to take that viewin'
Just like a mandatory wake (Uh-huh)
You see my diction is non-fiction
Believe I always had my story straight (I always did)
Attracted to sixteens, just like a statutory case (Uh-huh)
Got that sauce, plus that chicken like a cacciatore plate
I'm back tapped in my zone, Presto Mids, I had the Acronyms on
Manufactured with steel wool when my fabric was sown
Opposite of brittle, with riddles, I'm sharp as sickles
Never artificial, my art's official (My shit's official)
I mean I'm kinda likin' charge of crystal
Like it's soul and amethyst, my flow is vanish-less (Uh-huh)
These niggas know I hold advantages, so over stand this shit (Uh-huh)
Now when he cut 'em on, I slash his shit, left it in bandages (Brrah)
Of course I gotta check it like I'm sleepin' out in Radison (What?)
I stayed in my lane, they thought that I was travellin', but I was gatherin'
I know that they thought I was sinkin' back when I was paddling
But I was still as fly as a vulture when I was scavenging
And, nigga, I ain't dragging it
And Buffalo is up now, Griselda was the catalyst (Uh-huh)
Black Soprano Family hold the keys
DrumWork, we came to shackle shit (DrumWork)
Lock it down like twenty-three and one (Wow)
Get two blinks we took shit over, makin' runs in Yeezys 1s (Wow)
Shocked the shit out of a hater, fuck you thought we would become? (Huh?)
Brought myself out of these slums 'cause Weeds knew I'd be the one
Motherfucker, huh, yeah (My nigga Weeds)
I brought myself out of these slums 'cause Weeds knew I'd be the one
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