We
We gon' build this better
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
I woke up this morning (shiiii)
Cup up full of water, I'm on it
Baby in my bed, she horny
Label on my line, they want it, yeah
I be on my grind, thats all day (ooo)
Loop up in my mind, thats always (you)
You be in decline, thats a court date (whoa)
Woke up feeling like a boss, ay
9 to 5 ain't never worked for me, now that's some trickery
All my life I'm battling the beast, and h be tricking me
Thick and deep, blood mixed with water, that's my remedy
Cemetery filling up with relatives, I'm scared to creep
Belly, this so isolated, mentally
Creative, try to block it, all my energy
Rapping since a baby, but worried bout what they say to me
Wrote up in my pad every day, imitating the
Idols that i listened to, the lyricists and singers who say
We don't care, we don't care, fuck you, coz you minimal
Minute or two, panicking through, spazzing at my parents, who
Held my since a baby, gave a hand to go, others put the axe through
My back, pussies always fronting, like they catfish
Roll them up, like that ganja when you go and pack it
Industry plants, motherfucker you be packaged
I do it for the ones who always wanted to, but can't fit
We gon' build this better
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
She know if I need a brick
It's for the life I wanna give you
Don't close your eyes, I'm in the rear view
You wanna run, imma catch you up, It's that kinda love
We're not gonna waste no time, denying the signs put up, here (uh huh)
And we're not gonna waste no time to find a better one
Where? (yeah, uh huh)
But if you find the one, just know that I won't give up on ya
You the type to make a nigga feel brand new, Or am i ignorant?
I don't smoke or drink, self righteous
I nearly tripped off cliffs, and fell victim
To myself, I paint these lil pictures
Who want smoke, i smoke them like some swishers
We gon' build this better
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
We gon' build this better
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
I woke up this morning (shiiii)
Cup up full of water, I'm on it
Baby in my bed, she horny
Label on my line, they want it, yeah
I be on my grind, thats all day (ooo)
Loop up in my mind, thats always (you)
You be in decline, thats a court date (whoa)
Woke up feeling like a boss, ay
9 to 5 ain't never worked for me, now that's some trickery
All my life I'm battling the beast, and h be tricking me
Thick and deep, blood mixed with water, that's my remedy
Cemetery filling up with relatives, I'm scared to creep
Belly, this so isolated, mentally
Creative, try to block it, all my energy
Rapping since a baby, but worried bout what they say to me
Wrote up in my pad every day, imitating the
Idols that i listened to, the lyricists and singers who say
We don't care, we don't care, fuck you, coz you minimal
Minute or two, panicking through, spazzing at my parents, who
Held my since a baby, gave a hand to go, others put the axe through
My back, pussies always fronting, like they catfish
Roll them up, like that ganja when you go and pack it
Industry plants, motherfucker you be packaged
I do it for the ones who always wanted to, but can't fit
We gon' build this better
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
She know if I need a brick
It's for the life I wanna give you
Don't close your eyes, I'm in the rear view
You wanna run, imma catch you up, It's that kinda love
We're not gonna waste no time, denying the signs put up, here (uh huh)
And we're not gonna waste no time to find a better one
Where? (yeah, uh huh)
But if you find the one, just know that I won't give up on ya
You the type to make a nigga feel brand new, Or am i ignorant?
I don't smoke or drink, self righteous
I nearly tripped off cliffs, and fell victim
To myself, I paint these lil pictures
Who want smoke, i smoke them like some swishers
We gon' build this better
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
We gon' build this better
We go, stormy weather
We gon' make it out of
All of this pain we feeling
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Sowden
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