Rambling, Pt. 2
The kinda pressure applied could put some air in tires
Don't care for liars I'm preparing writers
Glued to the surface ever since I grew chin hairs, I knew my purpose
Are you still working when it's closed curtains
The more bigger you get, the more bigot you get like Potus
Looking at bottles of liquor like po' this. Focus
Vibration high no toking for the rest of the year
Strong person but not the token for the rest of the year
Maybe if I act like I'm weak then the lesser you fear
They asked for someone who's legit they ain't expecting you here
You had your chance so I suggest you walk out while you still have the chance
Evil messed y'all up asking if it could have this dance
The yin and yang of different thangs is simply strange
Until you hone in on those certain type of things
Electronica told me I could be a Great Dane
I'm tryna be a Great Dane, with a great dame
When you find out that you ain't gon be shit I'll send tears
And cuz of all the girls that like me I'm the one that men fear that's cool
Still matter how many drugs you take in a day
That is still not an affective way to escape the pain
We both got jobs but don't make paper the same
It's still money right? I guess that would be safer to say
Leave the spot I was sitting in, give it to you, and then take it away
I ain't aiming to please I'm aiming to spray
Not a bullet but bod man
All over my bod man
I'm poppin but not xans
I'm going by God's plan
The Universe of omnipotent energy is sent to me
Been in my house for three days. I promise I ain't spend a thing
How you trip dog? You got on. Slip on's
Dope how I'm the topic cuz I used to get picked on
I talk my talk until there's further discussions about Plymouth rock
And how that shaped our country for ruckus but y'all ain't ready for that
Never ending the chat
The type receiving genuine love and sending it back
I never left but I'm back. I'm not an Activist
But never seen someone that wasn't in tune ever act like this
The more I stay in my house, the more I stack my chips
I'm tryna get the type of money rappers get, but that ain't why I'm rapping this
It's pretty clear I'm gifted with quotes that all have worth
So either you listen or don't
Don't care for liars I'm preparing writers
Glued to the surface ever since I grew chin hairs, I knew my purpose
Are you still working when it's closed curtains
The more bigger you get, the more bigot you get like Potus
Looking at bottles of liquor like po' this. Focus
Vibration high no toking for the rest of the year
Strong person but not the token for the rest of the year
Maybe if I act like I'm weak then the lesser you fear
They asked for someone who's legit they ain't expecting you here
You had your chance so I suggest you walk out while you still have the chance
Evil messed y'all up asking if it could have this dance
The yin and yang of different thangs is simply strange
Until you hone in on those certain type of things
Electronica told me I could be a Great Dane
I'm tryna be a Great Dane, with a great dame
When you find out that you ain't gon be shit I'll send tears
And cuz of all the girls that like me I'm the one that men fear that's cool
Still matter how many drugs you take in a day
That is still not an affective way to escape the pain
We both got jobs but don't make paper the same
It's still money right? I guess that would be safer to say
Leave the spot I was sitting in, give it to you, and then take it away
I ain't aiming to please I'm aiming to spray
Not a bullet but bod man
All over my bod man
I'm poppin but not xans
I'm going by God's plan
The Universe of omnipotent energy is sent to me
Been in my house for three days. I promise I ain't spend a thing
How you trip dog? You got on. Slip on's
Dope how I'm the topic cuz I used to get picked on
I talk my talk until there's further discussions about Plymouth rock
And how that shaped our country for ruckus but y'all ain't ready for that
Never ending the chat
The type receiving genuine love and sending it back
I never left but I'm back. I'm not an Activist
But never seen someone that wasn't in tune ever act like this
The more I stay in my house, the more I stack my chips
I'm tryna get the type of money rappers get, but that ain't why I'm rapping this
It's pretty clear I'm gifted with quotes that all have worth
So either you listen or don't
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Writer(s): Jarron Bratcher
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