Stuck in My Ways
Sometimes in hope
I feel so low
Blocking goals
Sun Pass with no cash for tolls
But I'm still so bold
I still warm souls like Cole
J'z in the Volvo
Small clubbing
Chest toughens
As the gas be puffin
And the cars not running
No stuntin'
Just chilling bluffing
Rhyming to percussions
Building weapons in books
Catastrophe behind my pages
As my rage
Splits lips
Like the fish on hooks
The dish I cook
I serve
My words hits heavy absurd
And my pockets filled with jealousy
More work more cream
Thats what my pops keep telling me
But I keep telling my other father look
I've deciphered your books
Just give me a sign
I'm dying to know
Will I ever blow? Grow?
Beside of the dirt
All this time I worked
I'm not asking for the money and skirts
Okay maybe just a little
For the college fund
But really all I want is the acknowledgements
I got lessons to teach
And walls to breach
I blow down a house
On any hossa in reach
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
Either I'm the sickest nigga doing it
Or these niggaz is losing it
Lebron James
I came down the lane
On some bruiser shit
Bout to go Oklahoma
On some Sooner shit
Rakim - I won't forget
Big L - I reminisce
That fact that ya gone
Is a Bitch
But we must go on
So you can live on - In song
The current state of Hip Hop
Can't explain whats going on
The real ones - disappear like magic
The young niggaz putting out tracks
But ain't none em' classics
Just try and keep it steady
Gotta always be ready
Kuz anyday
You can see a drop-back like Teddy
But still
I'm that quarterback
Gotta put the team on my back
I hear em' hating on me
But I ain't worried bout that
Kuz all i do is crush it
And act like it's nothing
I'm with this girl
I call her vodka kuz she Russian
And thats what I'm doing
She let me put it in her Putin
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
I feel so low
Blocking goals
Sun Pass with no cash for tolls
But I'm still so bold
I still warm souls like Cole
J'z in the Volvo
Small clubbing
Chest toughens
As the gas be puffin
And the cars not running
No stuntin'
Just chilling bluffing
Rhyming to percussions
Building weapons in books
Catastrophe behind my pages
As my rage
Splits lips
Like the fish on hooks
The dish I cook
I serve
My words hits heavy absurd
And my pockets filled with jealousy
More work more cream
Thats what my pops keep telling me
But I keep telling my other father look
I've deciphered your books
Just give me a sign
I'm dying to know
Will I ever blow? Grow?
Beside of the dirt
All this time I worked
I'm not asking for the money and skirts
Okay maybe just a little
For the college fund
But really all I want is the acknowledgements
I got lessons to teach
And walls to breach
I blow down a house
On any hossa in reach
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
Either I'm the sickest nigga doing it
Or these niggaz is losing it
Lebron James
I came down the lane
On some bruiser shit
Bout to go Oklahoma
On some Sooner shit
Rakim - I won't forget
Big L - I reminisce
That fact that ya gone
Is a Bitch
But we must go on
So you can live on - In song
The current state of Hip Hop
Can't explain whats going on
The real ones - disappear like magic
The young niggaz putting out tracks
But ain't none em' classics
Just try and keep it steady
Gotta always be ready
Kuz anyday
You can see a drop-back like Teddy
But still
I'm that quarterback
Gotta put the team on my back
I hear em' hating on me
But I ain't worried bout that
Kuz all i do is crush it
And act like it's nothing
I'm with this girl
I call her vodka kuz she Russian
And thats what I'm doing
She let me put it in her Putin
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
I gotta stop drinking
But I'm Stuck In My Ways
With a bottle of Henny and a blunt to the face
In the middle of this chaos
Tryna contemplate
Are things ever gonna go my way?
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Writer(s): Jai Marshall
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