[hk]

We got a lot to talk about on this mothafuckin' record nigga

(yea)

It's a lot, man

No hook

Fuck is niggas talkin bout, nigga

[Verse 1: hk]

Patience thinning

Laces pinching ankles, tryna keep my blood from flowing

To the tips and same for the fingers so

When I reach for the heated clothes

The warmth ain't felt

Temple clanging like spin cycle with the belt

Dimes(dams) coming with the quarters, adding to my wealth

Yeah, nigga

I can articulate, see

Aspired to be in the NBA, now I'm rapping, I'm a nigga's nigga, G

Tip toeing, pushing buttons, extending joints, Dex's Dee Dee

Collecting coins, on my loins, peeping peeks at the double d's of Dee

Double D, smart nigga with a durag

Sike nah, but the squad want a nigga to floss, well who last?

Nice Nduats

Niggas poisonous wit the biting, python

Code encrypted

Our focus and vision loaded with snow dens and kittens, yea

Thoughts running through my head while I sit in front of this washer

Blood shot eyes wander

Life like this cycle, who using starch or fabric softener

Now I'm darting, tryna keep it cautious

3 am, next chess move to wash the fodder

Spinning the game got niggas pressed

Weaving the basket for the folded, doggie

Play fetch with skeletons in my closet

Hella dense, but they lay next to the dog pile that I left alone

Ain't nothing to gain from the tide of people who all but invade your home

Flashes dazing, machine craving coins for it to go, can't wait till I get my own

The glass ain't showing me nothing but how life really go

Lease(Lis) letting me know, house isn't always home

Yeah

[Verse 2: Adamu]

The government make all the poverty stricken

Put faith in those lottery tickets

Camaraderie missing

We gotta be kicking

We gotta be scratching

We gotta be clawing

We gotta be fighting

Because if nobody gone do it

Responsibilities are growing on top my shoulders

A chip on top of back

Accentuated all the pain so now this day will have disdain so whats a stain so if the rain does not subside so wheres the blood

If ain't on me, if it ain’t on me

Please put it on me, please put it on me, please put it on me

Wash away my sins, Wash away my sins

Wash away my sins, Wash away my sins

Repent for my sins, Repent for my sins

Repent for my sins, Repent for my sins

If I could the enter fold of what a nigga supposed to be supposedly We supposed to have no creases

Even Jesus had a couple of those

I’m not perfect but I can acknowledge when I’m right and when I’m wrong

So I’m writing this song

In hopes to perfect my form

My form