Simple

By P-Tree

On Life is.

Released on April 20, 2020

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Get back to the basics

Get an eighth

And I face it

We way

Too strange

For these snakes

I'm clipping

They grazing

Best they look out for the razor

Chop

I blaze

Them hot

Like the pot

That’s stays

My fragrance

Pa

Taught me never get

Complacent

With his actions

These bitches

Want beauty pageants

Like imagine

I was acting

On a set

And you got wet

Up with that magnum

I'm still going platinum

I'm still folding madams

Magnum

Condoms

In my wallet

Bottom

Out the problems

Keep em

In a bottle

Shit I’m following

Your footstep

Dad

I got a bad

Number on my dash

Hoping I don't crash

‘fore I get the dollar sign bag

I'm on a line that

I can't step off

So step off

Before I snort it

And take heads off


[Verse 1]

The bed soft

When I'm fucking the game

But not me

I got the bedrock

Bottom

Denominator

The commentators

Steady stick

To yapping

While

I'm wrapping

Greenery

An eatery

Of good raps

To snack on

You keep the cap on

I'm captain

Of this battle rap

Battle tactics

Keep the plastics

At bay

So fuck the he say

She say

I'm just a dick

And the crib

Ain’t lit

Until

The tip

Licked

Bitch

So get to sucking

I’m ducking problems

In my whip

I'm shipping

Off to where I need to get

To keep the dipshits

Away from Pita chip

Don’t need no seasoning

I'm delicious

I'm vicious

With the pen

Don't need permission

Just to speak again

Remember weekends

Spent

Tryna scrape

The fees together

Just to get

Some trees

So we don’t have

To see indecent weather

Well now the clouds pitch black

And my sack

I'm gripping

Double entendre

Im a monster

With this rapping gimmick


[Hook]

I see your path

But you don't have to chose it

We moving half speed

But still crashed

And got to suing

I'm doing

Everything I have to

To improve

My craft

While laughing

At these

Looney toons

Villains

Guess I stay winning

Guess I stay winning

They can't make a million

They can't make an illmatic

Lacking charismatics

Put the walls up

I'm so pavilion

They are so chameleon

I'm drinking soda

While they leaning

I'm learning

To just appreciate

My demons