[Verse 1]
Yo, hey yo, pockets touching about to be on some shit
Not for nothing, but if I don’t get to some [?] song
I'm out for hunting, none of this is me
Feel like I’m caught in a glitch
And once I double up I’m in the game all this a switch
Fuck the politics I’m going for mines
Too many cooks with no referrals
I’m in the world stirring the times
Too many corny rappers blurring the lines
Of what's real, but i just chill
Cause the mastermind is thorough and kind
I took my [?] check and flipped it
Who ever gets to go, supplies the biscuits
Even though life is precious, we still risk it
Out of pocket hustlers, everyday get smoked like briskets
Teed off niggas tripping to get a quick fix
Prom queens turn to methamphetamine misfits
Instead of dreams, teens go for the kill
They trying to get a mil’, on some ill dollar bill slick shit
But knowledge will start a lil’ problem when it comes to this shit
Cause when you know better, supposed to go better
How you know the sun, moon and stars, but know cheddar?
It sounds conflicted
But take your time and understand
The best part is the righteous mind
Of the babies to [?] the line to keep the shit lit
Pardon my French
My heart on my sleeve is like a fence
Running from the police bent
Nautica trench, gold chain honor event
Scholars and gents, crime scene Planet Asia, Evidence
Yo, hey yo, pockets touching about to be on some shit
Not for nothing, but if I don’t get to some [?] song
I'm out for hunting, none of this is me
Feel like I’m caught in a glitch
And once I double up I’m in the game all this a switch
Fuck the politics I’m going for mines
Too many cooks with no referrals
I’m in the world stirring the times
Too many corny rappers blurring the lines
Of what's real, but i just chill
Cause the mastermind is thorough and kind
I took my [?] check and flipped it
Who ever gets to go, supplies the biscuits
Even though life is precious, we still risk it
Out of pocket hustlers, everyday get smoked like briskets
Teed off niggas tripping to get a quick fix
Prom queens turn to methamphetamine misfits
Instead of dreams, teens go for the kill
They trying to get a mil’, on some ill dollar bill slick shit
But knowledge will start a lil’ problem when it comes to this shit
Cause when you know better, supposed to go better
How you know the sun, moon and stars, but know cheddar?
It sounds conflicted
But take your time and understand
The best part is the righteous mind
Of the babies to [?] the line to keep the shit lit
Pardon my French
My heart on my sleeve is like a fence
Running from the police bent
Nautica trench, gold chain honor event
Scholars and gents, crime scene Planet Asia, Evidence
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