Custom - Growth Lyrics

Growth, is it everyone's experience? Maybe it isn't
Or was it a mindset
Make it make sense
Sleep talking to ghosts, the ones I miss most

Glass in the air, I would like to present a toast
To all my angels for keeping A nigga safe
Guidence every step, navigate this place
Cops, courts, and COs always go for the throat

The cycle never ends, back to the bottom of the boat
Infatuated with knowledge a taste for expensive garments
Informational wealth is infinite, never tarnished
Handshakes at the table, barconey leather harness

Knuckle scars from the past, resume on the beats
History in the streets, solid to say the least
The precursor is violence, when in the pursuit of peace
Excuse me if I offend, politically incorrect

Like a G, trading war stories with a war vet
Regardless of what you get, it's about what you maintain
From the block to the top, it's still the same game, y'all
I'm in a game

Spaceship, spaceship, game
I'm fighting my last game
It's a win, yeah
I'm in a game

Custom is persistent , always doing the most
Glass in the air, I would like to present a toast
To all the women who teach strength collectively
No question the magnitude of your power, respectively

Vice versa, we first reciprocate
Let me demonstrate, if you a whole snack, I want a dinner plate
Stood in the face of adversity, couldn't nervous me
Pick up the body language, ruffle them purposely

Preschool rules, was get your lip back
Tit for tat ' nowadays, it's click-clack, move back
Survival of the fifth, don't equate to the brown nosing
And posing in front of poses, pour vodka over your loafers

My chalice, it runneth over, bounty hunt for the culture
No picture, I make a sculpture
No respect for the vulture, no respect for the boaster
Roll with us or get rolled over

I told you
Yeah, now you have me
Knowledge and facts
Bars and beats

It's out there
Get this knowledge
Yeah
The Rack

Solo the secret weapon
Big city, my nigga
Joe Black, Taz the rebel
Rocko the beast !!!

The team
Yeah
Show these niggas how it's done