Slush
He said real men aren't pimps, now peep this
I really hope you keep this, my thesis
In the banks of your memories not Jesus
But I still got a thing or two to say and I listened
He showed me MF, he showed me DOOM
Said you ain't got to worry, you'll be older soon
Young is young, not dumb, I'm stunned
Gigs is gigs, what's done is done
I appreciate the rising sun
No time for beef, just greens and some
Smooth beats or house or
You would love the growth of your daughter
You would love the fact that I'm a father
You would love my son, he that nigga
You would love the tracks that I think up
You would love the fact that I don't drink up, I'm a thinker
You could say that things have been different
I'm feeling indifferent, I'm feeling like I was not gifted
You could say it's too much, the cost now
You could say I'm lost now
Black shit whack shit
Come up on this rap shit
Black shit whack shit
Come up on this
Rugby by the train tracks
Tossing candies across the street
Stacks of vinyl for the playback
Help the people move their feet
I think I'm bugging
Used to think of something, used to think a lot
Now I'm used to thinking little, used to being dropped
And I used to call you pops
We used to call you pops
We used to cross Victoria, now it's dysphoria
Lord I'm imploring you, stop ignoring the
Tears in my eyes, were my prayers just boring you
Maybe they were late, either way I forward them
From sisters and ma, it's a heavy storm in them
He had a lot of brothers, they be out here pouring some
He had a lot of sisters, they be out here pouring some
Said we out, wish we got a little more of him
Black shit whack shit, come up on this rap shit
Black shit whack shit, come up on this rap shit
Black shit rap shit, come up on this
Black shit whack shit, come up on this rap shit
Give me 530 and I'm probably gonna crash it
Give me 20 Gs and I'm probably gonna stash it
Black shit whack shit come up on this rap shit
Black shit whack shit, come up on this
I really hope you keep this, my thesis
In the banks of your memories not Jesus
But I still got a thing or two to say and I listened
He showed me MF, he showed me DOOM
Said you ain't got to worry, you'll be older soon
Young is young, not dumb, I'm stunned
Gigs is gigs, what's done is done
I appreciate the rising sun
No time for beef, just greens and some
Smooth beats or house or
You would love the growth of your daughter
You would love the fact that I'm a father
You would love my son, he that nigga
You would love the tracks that I think up
You would love the fact that I don't drink up, I'm a thinker
You could say that things have been different
I'm feeling indifferent, I'm feeling like I was not gifted
You could say it's too much, the cost now
You could say I'm lost now
Black shit whack shit
Come up on this rap shit
Black shit whack shit
Come up on this
Rugby by the train tracks
Tossing candies across the street
Stacks of vinyl for the playback
Help the people move their feet
I think I'm bugging
Used to think of something, used to think a lot
Now I'm used to thinking little, used to being dropped
And I used to call you pops
We used to call you pops
We used to cross Victoria, now it's dysphoria
Lord I'm imploring you, stop ignoring the
Tears in my eyes, were my prayers just boring you
Maybe they were late, either way I forward them
From sisters and ma, it's a heavy storm in them
He had a lot of brothers, they be out here pouring some
He had a lot of sisters, they be out here pouring some
Said we out, wish we got a little more of him
Black shit whack shit, come up on this rap shit
Black shit whack shit, come up on this rap shit
Black shit rap shit, come up on this
Black shit whack shit, come up on this rap shit
Give me 530 and I'm probably gonna crash it
Give me 20 Gs and I'm probably gonna stash it
Black shit whack shit come up on this rap shit
Black shit whack shit, come up on this
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Writer(s): Andrew Brooks
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