cellar - Intellectual

[Intro]

(notlieu)

Talk down, we ain't missin'

You was with your gang, they some fuckin' bitches

Got a life, but I don't wanna live it

Fuck that bitch, she don't know what I'm doing

And that's crack in the stall

And he talk shit, he get beat into a wall

They like, "Oh my god, Rab"

I see red and blue like I'm running from the cops

In the cut, I'm with Delta (Okay)

Duck down, I'm like, "Hush", buying crack from the seller

Keep that Glick in the cellar

And my windows tinted black like my last name Keller

Wanna quit, I been doing this forever

I ain't gettin' shit, mood shitty like the weather

I'ma put a fuckin' knife in his liver

I been doing everything, it's hard for me to get it

Why can I not catch on?

Sitting in my room and I sing these songs

And I'm sticking with my bros even if they in the wrong

Standing on my notes and I'm five feet tall

I don't wanna talk, but that bitch gonna call

We was never even friends like that at all

I love my computer and I can not shut it off

I can't shut it off, they cannot shut up

In the cut, I'm with Delta (Okay)

Duck down, I'm like, "Hush," buying crack from the seller

Keep that Glick in the cellar

And my windows tinted black like my last name Keller

Wanna quit, I been doing this forever

I ain't gettin' shit, mood shitty like the weather

I'ma put a fuckin' knife in his liver (Die)

I been doing everything, it's hard for me to get it (lieu)