Developing what
I'm tuff as elephant tusk
F*ck your irrelevant stunts
I keep my rhetoric tucked
They keep on telling me stuff
I keep on telling em stop
We to hell and we copped
20 Shells in a box
They push yo belly and pump
Twiddling my elegant touch
Midas while wrestling thumbs
Sick when the medicine numbs
Pricks from the zeppelin drums
I'm just a specimen son
Stupid my skeletons dumb
You wish to edit to my songs
Move quick I'm peddling on
Move quick the pelicans brief
Suit case the birds and the bees
Toothache it hurts when I eats
You fake rappers need to leave
To a deserted retreat
View makes my girl hit her knees
And to pray to god for my seeds
Trees
The trees grow so high, so high
The trees fast said the grass baby
(Baby, It's the tree)
Kinda late Andela
No plutonic date, I'ma shake
Blow bubonic weight, ima take
Yo food, I need weight, high at stakes
Don't you, honestly, honor me
Oh you, tryna stay, ima wait
Go to winery, ima drink, like 2 gallons and ima fade...
Alcoholic slaughter in vocab departments
Pardon if I talk with slurr, walk with a blurr
Ima shine bright so the dark can concur
My narrow path was straight in fact distracted with curves
Arrows back, you place me last cuz I snap when at first
Hero's laugh and ask the villains what was it worth
I was a prophet as a child, and a bastard at birth
Lost my mind in the middle this is after the search
The trees grow so high, so high
The trees fast said the grass baby
(Baby, It's the tree)
Developing paradise in my mind
Shifting the paradigm with a pair of dimes i would fine
Searching my moms purse I would the hit store for some Mike n ikes
Dope dealers outside was quite enticed
Recite a rhymes from like who come to get you, none I want some
I be the first set off shit last to run
My brother rolled together like blunts, chomping on runts, bb bullets to your guts nigga We ain't punks nigga
My first kiss was on winona, by a girl who was older
Stepping on black and mild tips, smelling the marijuana aroma
I told if I make it out this hole that would bring her with me
She said that's cool but I would never wanna leave my city
That's shit broke me inside, this juxtaposition but under living was hopeless at times
Slightly immersed in the sense that I was only like 9
Such a suspense to feel entrenched but comprehend we deprived yeah
Seen the world clearly as a weary adolescent
Scared of the future but was gifted with the present
Head in the clouds, for what I was I destined
Searching for a blessing didn't know I was the treasure.
Thru my eyes... I paced the valleys of the valuable youths
Found myself surrounded with the tyrant vows used for truths
Exhales kush and rode bikes down to mountain like troops
I seen my cousin sell powder for loot
My fav song would go
What do you believe in... heaven or hell
You don't believe in heaven cause we living in hell
That's a lil message I would keep to myself
Praying rainy days would salvage killers creeping in stealth
I failed the 9th grade twice I was barely in attendance
Tailored towards my dreams, though it seem
I share my thoughts with teens who rather check jays
Or gossip bout sex slaves listen
I must've... grew up too fast
I scared of stds so I didn't chase ass
My nigga clowned me about that shit he prolly hear this n laugh
I ain't f*ck till I was 18, I'll forget it
My first love was the 1st girl that I got pregnant foreal
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Developing what
I'm tuff as elephant tusk
F*ck your irrelevant stunts
I keep my rhetoric tucked
They keep on telling me stuff
I keep on telling em stop
We to hell and we copped
20 Shells in a box
They push yo belly and pump
Twiddling my elegant touch
Midas while wrestling thumbs
Sick when the medicine numbs
Pricks from the zeppelin drums
I'm just a specimen son
Stupid my skeletons dumb
You wish to edit to my songs
Move quick I'm peddling on
Move quick the pelicans brief
Suit case the birds and the bees
Toothache it hurts when I eats
You fake rappers need to leave
To a deserted retreat
View makes my girl hit her knees
And to pray to god for my seeds
Trees
The trees grow so high, so high
The trees fast said the grass baby
(Baby, It's the tree)
Kinda late Andela
No plutonic date, I'ma shake
Blow bubonic weight, ima take
Yo food, I need weight, high at stakes
Don't you, honestly, honor me
Oh you, tryna stay, ima wait
Go to winery, ima drink, like 2 gallons and ima fade...
Alcoholic slaughter in vocab departments
Pardon if I talk with slurr, walk with a blurr
Ima shine bright so the dark can concur
My narrow path was straight in fact distracted with curves
Arrows back, you place me last cuz I snap when at first
Hero's laugh and ask the villains what was it worth
I was a prophet as a child, and a bastard at birth
Lost my mind in the middle this is after the search
The trees grow so high, so high
The trees fast said the grass baby
(Baby, It's the tree)
Developing paradise in my mind
Shifting the paradigm with a pair of dimes i would fine
Searching my moms purse I would the hit store for some Mike n ikes
Dope dealers outside was quite enticed
Recite a rhymes from like who come to get you, none I want some
I be the first set off shit last to run
My brother rolled together like blunts, chomping on runts, bb bullets to your guts nigga We ain't punks nigga
My first kiss was on winona, by a girl who was older
Stepping on black and mild tips, smelling the marijuana aroma
I told if I make it out this hole that would bring her with me
She said that's cool but I would never wanna leave my city
That's shit broke me inside, this juxtaposition but under living was hopeless at times
Slightly immersed in the sense that I was only like 9
Such a suspense to feel entrenched but comprehend we deprived yeah
Seen the world clearly as a weary adolescent
Scared of the future but was gifted with the present
Head in the clouds, for what I was I destined
Searching for a blessing didn't know I was the treasure.
Thru my eyes... I paced the valleys of the valuable youths
Found myself surrounded with the tyrant vows used for truths
Exhales kush and rode bikes down to mountain like troops
I seen my cousin sell powder for loot
My fav song would go
What do you believe in... heaven or hell
You don't believe in heaven cause we living in hell
That's a lil message I would keep to myself
Praying rainy days would salvage killers creeping in stealth
I failed the 9th grade twice I was barely in attendance
Tailored towards my dreams, though it seem
I share my thoughts with teens who rather check jays
Or gossip bout sex slaves listen
I must've... grew up too fast
I scared of stds so I didn't chase ass
My nigga clowned me about that shit he prolly hear this n laugh
I ain't f*ck till I was 18, I'll forget it
My first love was the 1st girl that I got pregnant foreal
I'm tuff as elephant tusk
F*ck your irrelevant stunts
I keep my rhetoric tucked
They keep on telling me stuff
I keep on telling em stop
We to hell and we copped
20 Shells in a box
They push yo belly and pump
Twiddling my elegant touch
Midas while wrestling thumbs
Sick when the medicine numbs
Pricks from the zeppelin drums
I'm just a specimen son
Stupid my skeletons dumb
You wish to edit to my songs
Move quick I'm peddling on
Move quick the pelicans brief
Suit case the birds and the bees
Toothache it hurts when I eats
You fake rappers need to leave
To a deserted retreat
View makes my girl hit her knees
And to pray to god for my seeds
Trees
The trees grow so high, so high
The trees fast said the grass baby
(Baby, It's the tree)
Kinda late Andela
No plutonic date, I'ma shake
Blow bubonic weight, ima take
Yo food, I need weight, high at stakes
Don't you, honestly, honor me
Oh you, tryna stay, ima wait
Go to winery, ima drink, like 2 gallons and ima fade...
Alcoholic slaughter in vocab departments
Pardon if I talk with slurr, walk with a blurr
Ima shine bright so the dark can concur
My narrow path was straight in fact distracted with curves
Arrows back, you place me last cuz I snap when at first
Hero's laugh and ask the villains what was it worth
I was a prophet as a child, and a bastard at birth
Lost my mind in the middle this is after the search
The trees grow so high, so high
The trees fast said the grass baby
(Baby, It's the tree)
Developing paradise in my mind
Shifting the paradigm with a pair of dimes i would fine
Searching my moms purse I would the hit store for some Mike n ikes
Dope dealers outside was quite enticed
Recite a rhymes from like who come to get you, none I want some
I be the first set off shit last to run
My brother rolled together like blunts, chomping on runts, bb bullets to your guts nigga We ain't punks nigga
My first kiss was on winona, by a girl who was older
Stepping on black and mild tips, smelling the marijuana aroma
I told if I make it out this hole that would bring her with me
She said that's cool but I would never wanna leave my city
That's shit broke me inside, this juxtaposition but under living was hopeless at times
Slightly immersed in the sense that I was only like 9
Such a suspense to feel entrenched but comprehend we deprived yeah
Seen the world clearly as a weary adolescent
Scared of the future but was gifted with the present
Head in the clouds, for what I was I destined
Searching for a blessing didn't know I was the treasure.
Thru my eyes... I paced the valleys of the valuable youths
Found myself surrounded with the tyrant vows used for truths
Exhales kush and rode bikes down to mountain like troops
I seen my cousin sell powder for loot
My fav song would go
What do you believe in... heaven or hell
You don't believe in heaven cause we living in hell
That's a lil message I would keep to myself
Praying rainy days would salvage killers creeping in stealth
I failed the 9th grade twice I was barely in attendance
Tailored towards my dreams, though it seem
I share my thoughts with teens who rather check jays
Or gossip bout sex slaves listen
I must've... grew up too fast
I scared of stds so I didn't chase ass
My nigga clowned me about that shit he prolly hear this n laugh
I ain't f*ck till I was 18, I'll forget it
My first love was the 1st girl that I got pregnant foreal
Writer: Jarrell Wood
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid