Intro
25 years ive been the biggest secret
Worrying bout the little things have been my biggest weakness
How im supposed to chase my dreams when im too busy sleeping?
Making sure the drinks are strong when I'm out every weekend
Slow it down, that's all I hear when shawtys right next to me
Started drinking more and realized that she wanted less of me
Knew I wasn't perfect but always wanted the best for me
Serving food for thought I've been wondering what's the recipe
Cooking up, love what she put together
Struggle thru life I'm puzzled my story well put together
Old pain seem to creep in thru these new endeavors
Deaf to all the bullshit while I live and stay true forever
My music is immortal, thought I told you I'm infinite
To find out my derivative you'd see that I'm limitless
Yet I'm tryna mastermind cuz all the cash is arithmetic
Always right like an author, go hand in and with my penmanship
Fear that all of this would be for nothing
Fear that all the love that I've given has been corrupted
Fear that without music I wouldn't know how to function
That id prove all the haters right, fall into their assumptions
That my humble beginnings would end with my introduction
So this is my intro
And they tryna pass me, I get the into
Now I got the info
They swear that we equal, but it's reminiscent of Jim crow
Yet they copy like 10/4
Poker face when the rent due and im straight but I'm making ten fold
They copy like 10/4
I got the flavor and they tryna save it for later I don't need the tin foil
Never crying over spilled milk, because growing up know I been spoiled
Lord knows I was meant for it
Lord knows I was meant for it
I love to drink
She love to drink
Don't overthink
Don't overthink
She love to whine
She love to wine yea
Get from behind yea
Come spend the night yea
I love to drink
She love to drink
Don't overthink
Don't overthink
She love to whine
She love to wine yea
Get from behind yea
Come spend the night yea
I wanna be loved
Niggas listening to us and they wanna be us
How the hell I'd be a dub with a couple of dubs
How you drag me thru the mud, and we supposed to be blood
I wanna be loved
Leave it all to God I don't wanna be judged
They never seen high til they resting above
They tryna throw salt when I'm sending them slugs
I got ice in my veins
Shining thru the storm in the toughest terrain
Competition drown in a puddle of blame
I think I'm doing well when they scared of the aim
Far ahead of the game
How I'm supposed to stay the same when my rhetoric change
Adrenaline run thru the brain, got competitive range
From where they rob you for your chain but remember your name
All my words been encrypted like a mausoleum
Skeletons inside my closet, let's start a museum
Swear I made it out the dark with the brightest ideas
You can never right your wrongs til you write what you fear
Started from the basement, my soul in the attic
Every flow is automatic; I'm dope like an addict
Smell the heat come from your speakers
My torch is sporadic
Through the fire and the flames gotta force through these dragons
They drag my name thru the dirt
I feel the pain thru my work
Sometimes its strange when It hurts
i don't complain, im reserved
I'm here reclaiming my words
Paid thru the page, so I splurge
It's not the same without urge
Self inflicted, self aware turned into self made
Self image, self censored but now I'm self paid
Cellphones, capture selfies promoting self blame
Sell dreams, sleep on shelf life and self gain
Self observered, self preserved
Yet you're selfish
Self conscious, but you sell your soul now you're selfless
Trapped inside a cell just know Self perception is free
Tryna open doors just know Self reflection is key
Tats on her arm
Hands round her waist, kisses on her neck get her wet from the charm
Smile on her face, biting on her lips til she gets what she wants
Puss so sweet, puss so sweet
Worrying bout the little things have been my biggest weakness
How im supposed to chase my dreams when im too busy sleeping?
Making sure the drinks are strong when I'm out every weekend
Slow it down, that's all I hear when shawtys right next to me
Started drinking more and realized that she wanted less of me
Knew I wasn't perfect but always wanted the best for me
Serving food for thought I've been wondering what's the recipe
Cooking up, love what she put together
Struggle thru life I'm puzzled my story well put together
Old pain seem to creep in thru these new endeavors
Deaf to all the bullshit while I live and stay true forever
My music is immortal, thought I told you I'm infinite
To find out my derivative you'd see that I'm limitless
Yet I'm tryna mastermind cuz all the cash is arithmetic
Always right like an author, go hand in and with my penmanship
Fear that all of this would be for nothing
Fear that all the love that I've given has been corrupted
Fear that without music I wouldn't know how to function
That id prove all the haters right, fall into their assumptions
That my humble beginnings would end with my introduction
So this is my intro
And they tryna pass me, I get the into
Now I got the info
They swear that we equal, but it's reminiscent of Jim crow
Yet they copy like 10/4
Poker face when the rent due and im straight but I'm making ten fold
They copy like 10/4
I got the flavor and they tryna save it for later I don't need the tin foil
Never crying over spilled milk, because growing up know I been spoiled
Lord knows I was meant for it
Lord knows I was meant for it
I love to drink
She love to drink
Don't overthink
Don't overthink
She love to whine
She love to wine yea
Get from behind yea
Come spend the night yea
I love to drink
She love to drink
Don't overthink
Don't overthink
She love to whine
She love to wine yea
Get from behind yea
Come spend the night yea
I wanna be loved
Niggas listening to us and they wanna be us
How the hell I'd be a dub with a couple of dubs
How you drag me thru the mud, and we supposed to be blood
I wanna be loved
Leave it all to God I don't wanna be judged
They never seen high til they resting above
They tryna throw salt when I'm sending them slugs
I got ice in my veins
Shining thru the storm in the toughest terrain
Competition drown in a puddle of blame
I think I'm doing well when they scared of the aim
Far ahead of the game
How I'm supposed to stay the same when my rhetoric change
Adrenaline run thru the brain, got competitive range
From where they rob you for your chain but remember your name
All my words been encrypted like a mausoleum
Skeletons inside my closet, let's start a museum
Swear I made it out the dark with the brightest ideas
You can never right your wrongs til you write what you fear
Started from the basement, my soul in the attic
Every flow is automatic; I'm dope like an addict
Smell the heat come from your speakers
My torch is sporadic
Through the fire and the flames gotta force through these dragons
They drag my name thru the dirt
I feel the pain thru my work
Sometimes its strange when It hurts
i don't complain, im reserved
I'm here reclaiming my words
Paid thru the page, so I splurge
It's not the same without urge
Self inflicted, self aware turned into self made
Self image, self censored but now I'm self paid
Cellphones, capture selfies promoting self blame
Sell dreams, sleep on shelf life and self gain
Self observered, self preserved
Yet you're selfish
Self conscious, but you sell your soul now you're selfless
Trapped inside a cell just know Self perception is free
Tryna open doors just know Self reflection is key
Tats on her arm
Hands round her waist, kisses on her neck get her wet from the charm
Smile on her face, biting on her lips til she gets what she wants
Puss so sweet, puss so sweet
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Peguero
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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