The Source...

By Quentin Miller

On Q.M.

Released on July 13, 2018

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[Verse]

Yeah... lit in the city like downtown

Been kickin' shit like a roundhouse

Hit when you see me in the restaurant

Double on my cup from the waitress

[?] before she brings the calamari out

You could read my bio ten times, and you still wouldn't know what I'm all about

Don't make me call you out

I heard the word around, town... You niggas talking down

Parked in the blue.. when I leave the house

No I'm not a Crip but I sorta is..

They want more of me and they should want more of this

Name on the Lex with wood grain and I get the Ray's from my baby face

Back seat tinted of rap lyrics (yeah)

I tapped into the feeling of being that nigga

Could you.. Please take them back handed compliments back witcha..

We don't need those...

Never been a G but I stuck to the G-code!

Live from the motherfucker G-co?

Got me in the south screaming north!

I've been getting to it since I hopped of the porch

Since they was reading the source, knew I was a source..

(Yeah..) old shrimp fried rice ass nigga I brought in all the soy..

I made way more when I became unemployed

It ain't really too much you could say about the boy..

Nigga I got all my bills paid, what you doin'? I mean what you focused on?

Ex- girlfriends not in love with me no more, add another to the story

Skrrt... When I tweak the Lex bubble like a Porsche, man if stunting was a sport I'd be number one on sports..center

Bit the wrong one if you sleeping on the boy

Turn your temperpedict to a coffin..


[Outro]

(Huhu) and then you slept yourself to death...

It's a line I originated, no comment (haha)