Wholesome
I don't do bad shit I'm wholesome
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
No those numbers not good here
We've been on road like Goodyear
Everything said how I wanna hear
I keep tabs I ain't gotta fear
Gotta fear what when I'm top boy living
All that livid
Keep it to yourself I ain't got no limits
I don't like huffs, I don't like puffs
I like a lot of smoke
I let my lighter glitter when I know it's all gas
It smells like Shell in the premise
I promise that hell has sent
Militant melanin Cullinan cut
I have so many tryna have an input never had an output
I've been on outlook I'm posting on nightshift I come from the fields
I like comforts from stresses and lump sums that jump in
With no hesitation and no invitation
I don't do bad shit I'm wholesome
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
I don't do bad shit I'm wholesome
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
No those numbers not good here
We've been on road like Goodyear
Everything said how I wanna hear
I keep tabs I ain't gotta fear
Your hand, steadies
That's one thing I've learned about my hand
Does not shake, ever
Still I hear advice from the ones that had a vision
Never turned it to a mission
Now they're scared of their omission
The dirt is my ammunition
I turn it to my malicious maneuvers
The only tools that I'm lending are ones I've known enough and
Loaded up and aimed with
Studying in Cambridge
You can get a taste
But you have to like the chase then
Borderlines breaking
When I lack patience
Get on my level
I'm begging I'll pop my shit
Lil homie catch that grip
When I take tests God bless
My head slept on the floor got rest
Mans dosed off when I took that bed
I don't do bad shit I'm wholesome
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
No those numbers not good here
We've been on road like Goodyear
Everything said how I wanna hear
I keep tabs I ain't gotta fear
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
No those numbers not good here
We've been on road like Goodyear
Everything said how I wanna hear
I keep tabs I ain't gotta fear
Gotta fear what when I'm top boy living
All that livid
Keep it to yourself I ain't got no limits
I don't like huffs, I don't like puffs
I like a lot of smoke
I let my lighter glitter when I know it's all gas
It smells like Shell in the premise
I promise that hell has sent
Militant melanin Cullinan cut
I have so many tryna have an input never had an output
I've been on outlook I'm posting on nightshift I come from the fields
I like comforts from stresses and lump sums that jump in
With no hesitation and no invitation
I don't do bad shit I'm wholesome
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
I don't do bad shit I'm wholesome
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
No those numbers not good here
We've been on road like Goodyear
Everything said how I wanna hear
I keep tabs I ain't gotta fear
Your hand, steadies
That's one thing I've learned about my hand
Does not shake, ever
Still I hear advice from the ones that had a vision
Never turned it to a mission
Now they're scared of their omission
The dirt is my ammunition
I turn it to my malicious maneuvers
The only tools that I'm lending are ones I've known enough and
Loaded up and aimed with
Studying in Cambridge
You can get a taste
But you have to like the chase then
Borderlines breaking
When I lack patience
Get on my level
I'm begging I'll pop my shit
Lil homie catch that grip
When I take tests God bless
My head slept on the floor got rest
Mans dosed off when I took that bed
I don't do bad shit I'm wholesome
I'm saying all facts so they know something
Way I spell it out slowly
Take one second then I proceed
No those numbers not good here
We've been on road like Goodyear
Everything said how I wanna hear
I keep tabs I ain't gotta fear
Credits
Writer(s): Naman Patel
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