Quiet Town

Told me to get 'em dog
Try and take me for all that I'm worth
But ain't gon' let me dog
No no no
I ain't in no rush but I feel that pressure dog
Whole game changed when I was in pain
When I was my lowest ain't no one came
If this how shit goes then I won't complain
I'm back with a vengeance dog
And I'll take what meant for y'all
Look I got the record to prove it
And I got a penchant to ball
I got a few people to ring
A book full of plays to call
And I was just driving in silence
Talking to god in my head, Lord
Forgive me for all that I'll do
All the finessing that's bout to ensue
How you think I came up out of the muck
How you think I came up out of the blue
This isn't new
I told little shorty I needed some space
Upgrade the bottle go get me the ace
If I go ghost then I'm driving the wraith
I ain't gon leave this for nothing My thumb on the button
I press it we headed for space
How much it take?
Show me the door and I'll leave with the cake
Show me the money I'm Jerry McGuire
And each win I get I'll be raising the stakes
Big run
Pace
So get a good look of my face
I got some miles left in me
And I love the thrill of the chase

Try and take my soul
But I ain't sold it yet
Oh this wintertime cold
Make 'em hold their breath
It's only me and these street sweepers
There ain't no one round
But I like how it feels
In this quiet town
Try and take my soul
But I ain't sold it yet
Oh this wintertime cold
Make 'em hold their breath
It's only me and these street sweepers
There ain't no one round
But I like how it feels
In this quiet town

Big up the burg
I had my head on the curb
Only fight that I lost
Taught how much I was worth
So I went back and I doubled down
Aired out my flaws and they loved the sound
Heir to the throne I ain't humble about it
I ran up the charts after fucking around
Said she gon' fuck me I'm laughing out loud
Just called the plug and went halves on a pound
Even the dealer was trying to manage me back in the day
But I'm backing him out
I was the wave that came back into style
Back in the pocket ain't passing the crown
I've Seen all come and go it's a rotating show
Like I been working the mary go round
Fuck it I measure their reach with a ruler
Said that I'm growing on her like a tumor
I don't have room for the gossip and rumors
Years that I studied the game with no tutor
How you think it went
Everything I said I meant
Etching my name in cement
You can have it when I'm dead

Try and take my soul
But I ain't sold it yet
Oh this wintertime cold
Make 'em hold their breath
It's only me and these street sweepers
There ain't no one round
But I like how it feels
In this quiet town
Try and take my soul
But I ain't sold it yet
Oh this wintertime cold
Make 'em hold their breath
It's only me and these street sweepers
There ain't no one round
But I like how it feels
In this quiet town