Desire
Reflecting on this life & how these levels be
Dummie dodging all these spots that these devils be
Too much money but the game couldn't settle me
Too much came now these lames wanna shovel me
Rolling up this Milk got me folding up
Count bands til my hands can't hold enough
Understand yea came slow enough
But the patience in this games is why I'm going up
I'm just trying to shine in better way
Gotta stimulate yo mind then you elevate
Never situate yo time it'll never wait
But just figure out that time & you never late
I been searching in the lanes for them better days
Clouds flying the thru sky that's a better place
See this life's a marathon ain't no better race
So I'm lapping up this time ain't no better play
Stay down for the crown and they'll hold it up
We don't make a sound cause you know wassup
It's a different code where I come from
Niggas let it blow where I come from
You can never know why we want one
You just gotta know that we won't front
Niggas talking cold they don't want none
Yea we pull up on but he won't run
Standing for the soil so he gone stunt
He was always more than he once was
Feeling like you sore but he once rush
Coming thru your soul now we won't touch
Taking from his soul with first clutch
Spirit lift his soul now he don't trust
Shifting different zones and it's gone bust
Running up the gold & it's on us
Dummie dodging all these spots that these devils be
Too much money but the game couldn't settle me
Too much came now these lames wanna shovel me
Rolling up this Milk got me folding up
Count bands til my hands can't hold enough
Understand yea came slow enough
But the patience in this games is why I'm going up
I'm just trying to shine in better way
Gotta stimulate yo mind then you elevate
Never situate yo time it'll never wait
But just figure out that time & you never late
I been searching in the lanes for them better days
Clouds flying the thru sky that's a better place
See this life's a marathon ain't no better race
So I'm lapping up this time ain't no better play
Stay down for the crown and they'll hold it up
We don't make a sound cause you know wassup
It's a different code where I come from
Niggas let it blow where I come from
You can never know why we want one
You just gotta know that we won't front
Niggas talking cold they don't want none
Yea we pull up on but he won't run
Standing for the soil so he gone stunt
He was always more than he once was
Feeling like you sore but he once rush
Coming thru your soul now we won't touch
Taking from his soul with first clutch
Spirit lift his soul now he don't trust
Shifting different zones and it's gone bust
Running up the gold & it's on us
Credits
Writer(s): Henri Jones
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