Stoneage

How is what you cookin'

Hopefully you see the difference when this shit is over
And never assume that we similar
My chick was proud and she stayed to herself like a saint
Then I hit and she turned into Vivica
I been accepting to all of the cats you been spillin'
To my soul's hurtful and pitiful
Claiming to be something that you pretend to be
In your head man you think that it's literal
I could not lower myself and relinquish my realness
To please all you niggas for image

I'm on the side and observing and watching you fold
I'm impatient and just a bit timid
You think I'm angry, you think I'm bitter
I think I'm tired of giving iveness
I'm not conditioned to fuck with someone
That I know I don't fuck with and giving me tension
I'm on a journey to greatness
To start it so crowded
I'm doler you hate it then sue me
They say it's lonely when you reach the top

But I guess that's the reason a foreign got two feet
Watch how I slide it
Know you hate me but you hide it
You cannot get inside of it
Like to be private
The more people that you bring
That's the more you stop and lose mileage
Just keep it separate
They moving desperate
You gon' be Lego

I'ma be legend
Say he a shooter
Find his recruiters
I'm a big body
He a lil' techer
You for the lil' people but you
Big cap and I'm a star player
This a mismatch and it was all good
Just a week ago
But I'm on the go to get shit crackin

I'm a toe to toe blow for blow hopeless
Old young nigga just tryna get rich
On a long drive with open roads
And soulless foes that say they love me
But then it all flipped
Went to Gucci slides with open toes
Versace rose just to say I can fuck yo bitch
Got him on the ropes he ducked and low man
Fucking broke guess we know gon run this shit
I'm a beast

Find me a nigga that wanna compete
You really proud you belong to the street
Boy you ain't nothing but a chicken to y'all
Hand him a shake and just call him Khalid
I don't even know the meaning of defeat
Guess I just know it's something I can't see
When you discussing someone who ain't real
Bet my whole life they said that it ain't me

Put it on my grave if I'm not then I wanna stop breathing
No matter how long I knew you if I'm acting different
Believe me I got me some reasons
You from the treehouse not from the trenches
You don't get cool boys playing a gimmick
I know the G's of my life
If they saw me moving like that
Then my ass would be finished

Now at this moment you feeling the heat
I hope my son become realer than me
We was at mines just running it up
Making it pop won't fit me a knee
My heart is cold under fifty degrees
What I'm becoming is vivid to me
Can't be no sipping if you really G
Do what you do just be distant from me
Trey



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Writer(s): Trent Adams
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