localization

By Biv

On Dual Processing

Released on April 7, 2025

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[Verse 1]

You ain’t even know bout commitment

Careful how you make decisions, bring in numbers by the millions

But they never really listen, bitch, I had to earn position

Darker days you never sit in, using panic as addition

Mental state turned tradition, had to keep up my conditions

Blood thick till that motherfucker drippin, give a fuck where we been

Where was you when the world stopped spinning?

Y’all just overplayed dried personified contradiction

You was always opposition, fuck the system

You a symptom of a victim ridden cum sucking dead politician

But you wanna talk suspicion while you stuck in your position

Fuck the prayеrs, bitch, just give me recognition

I been gathеring my thoughts, I got a cartridge of opinions

Keep that jaw locked before I mag dump the ammunition

Before I, before, yeah, uh, fuck


[Verse 2]

Fuck I look like sitting for permission?

Where you think they whole aesthetics driven

Got no meaning in they life so had to make me definition

I been carrying you fucks, steady gettin repetitions

You could never tell me different I was never gonna fit in

I was cut from different stitching, bitch, I’m bringing all the friction

Bitch I been gone for a minute

Now I’m smoking out the whole intermission yuh

Ever since a youngin I made something out of nothing

All alone in my dome, all my thoughts been head hunting

Tryna breathe my way out, calm it down

Settle down or bust the 9 through my mouth

At least I finally did something

Fuck all that, I wouldn’t give you the amusement

I'ma make em watch my movement, money talk, I’m gettin fluent

While ya' whole life been ruined, you can taunt all of my improvement

Just to feel included, on they neck, my grip is never loosened

On they neck, my grip is never loosened, yeah


[Outro]

Fuck what they telling you, they ain’t never really love you

Give me my flowers, maybe then I’ll give a fuck or two

Talking way back when like I know you

Been back from the past, bitch, fuck you

Get a couple racks stacked, now they love you?

Now they love you