Keep in Mind (Intro)
I'm Always outside
High up on my downtime
Waitin for the big shine
Hopin i don't flatline Cuz i
Been workin hard
They hate to see you gettin wins
She'd love the sound-of-me
Busting his head up with my timbs
I got a crooked frown
Wonderin what make me grin
I need a loyal girl
Sweet like sugar cinnamon
You need a better man
Girl i hope you listen to my English
Like a middleton
But never met the middle damn...
You hear the static
Only talkin they Patek
They hardly lookinGot the bird box habits
Around the clock I'm burnin spliffs The way my mixed ass is
But that's a double entendre If you ain't never learn shit
It's likeI can see this clear and real vivid
Try come and step into the grime I envision
Why do stupid motherfuckas wanna try and Kill the spirit
I Don't understand the glory off Sellin fake syrup
Don't understand why people gotta lie and deceive us
Cuz they said they wanted equal But the violence left us requiem
Now we lookin types of bleak Got words with quotes up on the sneakers
I Newly fuckin need her; Might've found myself a keeper like Bonita
Now tell me am I?
High up on my downtime
Waitin for the big shine
Hopin i don't flatline Cuz i
Been workin hard
They hate to see you gettin wins
She'd love the sound-of-me
Busting his head up with my timbs
I got a crooked frown
Wonderin what make me grin
I need a loyal girl
Sweet like sugar cinnamon
You need a better man
Girl i hope you listen to my English
Like a middleton
But never met the middle damn...
You hear the static
Only talkin they Patek
They hardly lookinGot the bird box habits
Around the clock I'm burnin spliffs The way my mixed ass is
But that's a double entendre If you ain't never learn shit
It's likeI can see this clear and real vivid
Try come and step into the grime I envision
Why do stupid motherfuckas wanna try and Kill the spirit
I Don't understand the glory off Sellin fake syrup
Don't understand why people gotta lie and deceive us
Cuz they said they wanted equal But the violence left us requiem
Now we lookin types of bleak Got words with quotes up on the sneakers
I Newly fuckin need her; Might've found myself a keeper like Bonita
Now tell me am I?
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Lumpuy
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