Lil brodie sent the pack
Hanging with apack of wolves
Smoking on a wood
Tell your mans to back back
We don't like attachments from the hood
I ain't rapping for the cash
Ay
Relish food the thought
Spreading like a thot profit in my pockets
I will never trust a cop
Ay
Give me what you got
Cuzzo got the glock
I was roaming on the block
Ay
Heard a couple shots ran tryna hide ay
I ain't worried but I gotta get it how I got it
Junkies getting high
I see everything is pride
Nigga get in line
Homies sniffing lines
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
These people tried to count me out for days now
It only make things easy for invasion
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
I only see the evil when I daze off
Confused inside my thoughts it's time to take off
A monk providing patience while I tune into my thoughts
Disruption from my neighbors while I glue and fuel while lost
Most pain is poured through selfish wars perceived and seem to cost
My life perspective friends you guess it bitches dreams of us
I'm swiftly serving curses cured with drastic pools by dawn
My momma told me years ago you're more than what you taught
Oh precious boy oh baby boy you seem to shine with God
Well funny jokes on me the rabbit hole has now dissolved
Composer notes the poets oaths
I know I owe you jaws
The love possessed was raised to press any poser known to sharks
My golden skin diluting sins to own my own withdrawals
No peasants seen with Gods unless we beat the odds
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
These people tried to count me out for days now
It only make things easy for invasion
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
I only see the evil when I daze off
Confused inside my thoughts it's time to take off
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English
Lil brodie sent the pack
Hanging with apack of wolves
Smoking on a wood
Tell your mans to back back
We don't like attachments from the hood
I ain't rapping for the cash
Ay
Relish food the thought
Spreading like a thot profit in my pockets
I will never trust a cop
Ay
Give me what you got
Cuzzo got the glock
I was roaming on the block
Ay
Heard a couple shots ran tryna hide ay
I ain't worried but I gotta get it how I got it
Junkies getting high
I see everything is pride
Nigga get in line
Homies sniffing lines
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
These people tried to count me out for days now
It only make things easy for invasion
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
I only see the evil when I daze off
Confused inside my thoughts it's time to take off
A monk providing patience while I tune into my thoughts
Disruption from my neighbors while I glue and fuel while lost
Most pain is poured through selfish wars perceived and seem to cost
My life perspective friends you guess it bitches dreams of us
I'm swiftly serving curses cured with drastic pools by dawn
My momma told me years ago you're more than what you taught
Oh precious boy oh baby boy you seem to shine with God
Well funny jokes on me the rabbit hole has now dissolved
Composer notes the poets oaths
I know I owe you jaws
The love possessed was raised to press any poser known to sharks
My golden skin diluting sins to own my own withdrawals
No peasants seen with Gods unless we beat the odds
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
These people tried to count me out for days now
It only make things easy for invasion
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
I only see the evil when I daze off
Confused inside my thoughts it's time to take off
Hanging with apack of wolves
Smoking on a wood
Tell your mans to back back
We don't like attachments from the hood
I ain't rapping for the cash
Ay
Relish food the thought
Spreading like a thot profit in my pockets
I will never trust a cop
Ay
Give me what you got
Cuzzo got the glock
I was roaming on the block
Ay
Heard a couple shots ran tryna hide ay
I ain't worried but I gotta get it how I got it
Junkies getting high
I see everything is pride
Nigga get in line
Homies sniffing lines
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
These people tried to count me out for days now
It only make things easy for invasion
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
I only see the evil when I daze off
Confused inside my thoughts it's time to take off
A monk providing patience while I tune into my thoughts
Disruption from my neighbors while I glue and fuel while lost
Most pain is poured through selfish wars perceived and seem to cost
My life perspective friends you guess it bitches dreams of us
I'm swiftly serving curses cured with drastic pools by dawn
My momma told me years ago you're more than what you taught
Oh precious boy oh baby boy you seem to shine with God
Well funny jokes on me the rabbit hole has now dissolved
Composer notes the poets oaths
I know I owe you jaws
The love possessed was raised to press any poser known to sharks
My golden skin diluting sins to own my own withdrawals
No peasants seen with Gods unless we beat the odds
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
These people tried to count me out for days now
It only make things easy for invasion
It's gone take some time to wake up
Dive into your spirit on this pavement
I only see the evil when I daze off
Confused inside my thoughts it's time to take off
Writer: Michael Whitsett
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