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1 (877) env0ux Video (MV)




Performed By: env0ux
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Nasir Jones




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We can just like level everything out
Yeah
And my daughter in the other room acting crazy, so
Look
I told niggas wherever that money reside, sign me up (sign me up)
Found this beat at 4 in the morning, nigga fire it up (rosé fire it up)
Told niggas don't tease me with it, nigga it's mine or what ( nigga it's mine or what)
I got a family, the f*ck you think I'm grinding for, f*ck we wasting timing for
Ima break it to a core (ima break it)
I got that 10k and I still had bought me 4 for 4's
I can't forget about that one nigga that put me on (mir)
I just want my name ringing like Kobe before I'm 24 (for I'm 24)
To clarify this for my family, who I do it for (who I do it for)
All options lead the same way
So what I'm choosing for (what I'm choosing for), say I'm insane
Cause I keep going for a new result (for a new result)
And ever since my brody got locked, I don't know who to call
Honorary mention, mirror got me riding around with glocks extensions (click)
Cause niggas portray they real, but I don't know they intentions (at all)
Some people only around, cause they wanna steal your image (for real)
They ain't got nothing going for them, so they run around pretending (pretending)
That they something they not, but I identify as something that's hot (that's hot)
That thing that cause that water to boil, that's under the pot
And they know I keep that heat on me, while I'm making salah
Cause I keep my faith in my burner, and my faith Allah
Ain't nobody checking for me (naw), I learned my lesson from it (at all)
I hit rock bottom, and everybody stepped on me (they stepped all on me)
Switched up the tempo, f*ck it, I know what's meant though (for real)
Got my gun in my hand, while I'm peeking out my window
Hit the lights, they at the door (who that), claiming they my friends though (what)
Should I let them in, or should I send them folks straight home (to god)
I've been trying to lay low, trying to collect that queso (that cheese)
I was molded in these streets, this shit ain't for play though (naw)
Way before this rap shit, I was suffering silence (uh huh)
I done suffer blocks, I'm a writer (a writer)
I don't even get excited (excited)
I didn't had so much shit took, I don't even feel entitled (at all)
But everything I touch go gold, feeling like I'm Midas (I'm Midas)
Coming from roaches in my cereal, oil so trifling
Now collecting revenue from being lyrical, I'm spiking
I'm still in the hood, and I can't stop, because I'm good at it (cause I'm good at it)
Every block here different shots, you know the hood tragic (bow bow)
Somebody die, nobody seen it, call that hood magic
I'm in the badlands, that's where I'm from
Where I learned to tuck my chin, and bite my tongue
Been on my humbug shit, since I was young
Ain't trying to take no hits (at all), trying to clear my lungs
Ain't trying to take no trips, trying to stack my funds
And I ain't got no friends, no, I just got a plan, ho
Only reason it went my way, nigga, cause I said so
They know everything I got is theirs, I never said no (I never said no)
Gave them all my love, and they don't want to let go of my ego
I told Death to dame un beso, better tread slow
I'm back shitting on these niggas like I'm f*cking lactose
Got no tolerance (yeah yeah), and when it come to pride, I know how to swallow it
When it come to dreams, I know how to follow em (I know how to follow em)
They know ain't no stopping em
(They know ain't no stopping em)
Cause I'm back, Env0ux
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We can just like level everything out
Yeah
And my daughter in the other room acting crazy, so
Look
I told niggas wherever that money reside, sign me up (sign me up)
Found this beat at 4 in the morning, nigga fire it up (rosé fire it up)
Told niggas don't tease me with it, nigga it's mine or what ( nigga it's mine or what)
I got a family, the f*ck you think I'm grinding for, f*ck we wasting timing for
Ima break it to a core (ima break it)
I got that 10k and I still had bought me 4 for 4's
I can't forget about that one nigga that put me on (mir)
I just want my name ringing like Kobe before I'm 24 (for I'm 24)
To clarify this for my family, who I do it for (who I do it for)
All options lead the same way
So what I'm choosing for (what I'm choosing for), say I'm insane
Cause I keep going for a new result (for a new result)
And ever since my brody got locked, I don't know who to call
Honorary mention, mirror got me riding around with glocks extensions (click)
Cause niggas portray they real, but I don't know they intentions (at all)
Some people only around, cause they wanna steal your image (for real)
They ain't got nothing going for them, so they run around pretending (pretending)
That they something they not, but I identify as something that's hot (that's hot)
That thing that cause that water to boil, that's under the pot
And they know I keep that heat on me, while I'm making salah
Cause I keep my faith in my burner, and my faith Allah
Ain't nobody checking for me (naw), I learned my lesson from it (at all)
I hit rock bottom, and everybody stepped on me (they stepped all on me)
Switched up the tempo, f*ck it, I know what's meant though (for real)
Got my gun in my hand, while I'm peeking out my window
Hit the lights, they at the door (who that), claiming they my friends though (what)
Should I let them in, or should I send them folks straight home (to god)
I've been trying to lay low, trying to collect that queso (that cheese)
I was molded in these streets, this shit ain't for play though (naw)
Way before this rap shit, I was suffering silence (uh huh)
I done suffer blocks, I'm a writer (a writer)
I don't even get excited (excited)
I didn't had so much shit took, I don't even feel entitled (at all)
But everything I touch go gold, feeling like I'm Midas (I'm Midas)
Coming from roaches in my cereal, oil so trifling
Now collecting revenue from being lyrical, I'm spiking
I'm still in the hood, and I can't stop, because I'm good at it (cause I'm good at it)
Every block here different shots, you know the hood tragic (bow bow)
Somebody die, nobody seen it, call that hood magic
I'm in the badlands, that's where I'm from
Where I learned to tuck my chin, and bite my tongue
Been on my humbug shit, since I was young
Ain't trying to take no hits (at all), trying to clear my lungs
Ain't trying to take no trips, trying to stack my funds
And I ain't got no friends, no, I just got a plan, ho
Only reason it went my way, nigga, cause I said so
They know everything I got is theirs, I never said no (I never said no)
Gave them all my love, and they don't want to let go of my ego
I told Death to dame un beso, better tread slow
I'm back shitting on these niggas like I'm f*cking lactose
Got no tolerance (yeah yeah), and when it come to pride, I know how to swallow it
When it come to dreams, I know how to follow em (I know how to follow em)
They know ain't no stopping em
(They know ain't no stopping em)
Cause I'm back, Env0ux
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Writer: Nasir Jones
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