Rehab

Shot of that
Shot of that Rehab
Give you a shot of that Rehab
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
What the name is niggas know
Six Twelve Yung Legend
I send you this message so humble them thoughts
Don't get critical
You know what it is how I'm coming though
Call it Les Mis like the musical
Record and record I don't get enough
She want to move on but don't get enough
She married with kids still she give it up
Voice of a man spittin' lyrical
Lyrical witness the miracle
Y'all gotta witness the only goat
Watch how I make it up out the snow
They gonna speak on my writin' quotes
I want to crack just like Humpty Dump
Open the treasure to find the truth
Find out the measure to get the gold
Tellin' my soldiers go pick it up
Watch em come back with yo arm or somethin'
Wildin' for hours I need it all
Ain't no more allies for me to call
Make it a business with each record
Advance handle business behind the board
I take it in strides fuck a simple step
Only gut feelin' I never felt
Whole lotta anger behind the belt
Go pick out a switch the whoopin' tale
Ancient traditions we bare the mark
Time after time we was never warned
Take a whole lot of the simplest
Manifest what you would call a guess
Structured much different that's obvious
Third eye connect with my audience
Yeah-yeah
It's pretty simple man
Yeah Yeah
Really though kill or be killed that's a blow to blow
Niggas ain't even did show to show
Show to show
Show to show
Quick to just question a picture pose
Livin' to fast you might overdose
Overdose
Overdose
Overdose
Overdose
Yeah
Stop revertin' to bullshit
I'm seeing you snakes in the pulpit
Preacher keep preachin' that bullshit
But nigga they woke who you foolin'
Graduate shit you my student
I parked it outside for amusement
Gotta keep gettin' it movement
Movin' my mental improvement
Hear me though
Every verse is confessional
People mislead in confessionals
Leave it to 6ix a professional
Watch decipher the oral code
So you address me as Oracle
Switch up my name call me Oracle
Thought it would fit but the story shows
Ain't no leave 6ix on this glory road
Swear til I get the gold
I'm in a whip that's a bloody thing
Basketball terms need 11 rings
Ash in the try and not over me
Bitch these is ripped ain't no holy jeans
I might step out in the Jordan things
Kill or be killed I'm not ordering
Just recordin' heat
(did it again)
(Motherfuckers don't understand)
(its just how it is)
(this is the end of this shit)
(I aint playin no fuckin games no more)
(bitches)
(fuck em all)
(in all reality man)
(I hate em)
(but love em at the same time)
(but I fuckin hate em)
(fuck bitches get money that's the motto)
(keep that)



Credits
Writer(s): Lamonte Hall
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