[Verse 1]

Uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, yeah

Niggas was missing, now I'm conflicted with the big stuff

Anxiety kicking, slimmest of pickings for my mental

Eyeing these writtens, niggas dismissive with my pencil

Mood swings hitting, nigga, I shoot, just tell the kin "Duck!"

This shit different, the only goal is put a win up

Proving this shit to myself, over with the big Ls

R.I.P. all of the greats, dreaming for the big sales

Niggas only want the help, checks ain't coming in well

Bitch, I don't got it, so don't be stressing for the intel

Knowledge is power so ignorance don't make it end well

Grinding my flowers, what I deserve is what I inhale

Package in, it's getting lit, I hope it mix well

Facts again, while niggas tired, give 'em big hell

Craft and blend all my in and outs, we pen well

Don't get too stuck in this shit

Patterns, know where you fit

Waves get fumbled, that's it

Try your luck, you a spliff

Flamed and cut from the clique, we may humble a bitch

Keep Ks coming and get up from tumbles and shit

I won't mumble for clicks

I wasn't hiding I just dust my shoulders and sit up

Cut when I'm equipped

Cloth that's draping the fit

Lost, you niggas ain't shit

This shit come with a gift

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[Verse 2]

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You want it to last, he won't insert friends

You asking for cash but won't put work in

The output is ass, you can't convert sin

At first, I'm hurt but then I had to learn pens

Came from the dirt, still there but I'm searching

Aim from the earth, we finna be skirting above the stars

My God seeming so pertinent

To murder shit, I'm perched, beats getting hurt again

I ain't perfect but prayer will help insert a win

Feeling perturbed again, I never heard of kin

Problems stretching niggas thin

That's from a certain trends, count yo pockets

Envies keep boxing

Compare and wear conflict

Niggas dare pop shit

I'm finna flare hot shit, stop it

I been on "I don't know" timing

Just left my soul gliding

That shit like emotionally rolling with no license

We driving slow, vibing

Passing a roach, lighting a way for you niggas

SC will have goats, timing tells it all

Ain't felt the fall but I'll survive it

This silver rope's my lining, gripping it close, climbing

People watching like I ain't thriving

As long as you trying and move silent, you'll prove the truth's hiding

Who knew we'd stoop climates?

Amongst the crews lying

These so-called groups tied in

But y'all seem loose

My friend is not a title they cherish

I see through smoke and the mirrors

Faded but I ain't embarrassed

Niggas was never for caring

My well-being is tearing

This life shit ain't the fairest but Imma land when they staring

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