Emergen-C
Throw dirt on my name cause they think that it's hurting me
That's why I stand tall in this bitch till they bury me
Cause currently
I'm just here stacking my currency
Then it occurred to me
Put some stacks to the side for emergency
Hmm, Emergen-C
Sick of these niggas, I need vitamin-C
And If it ain't interest I ain't interested
Praying for the ones providing for me
Even when I couldn't send them shit
Hate it when I catch you lying to me
Just lie here with me, the sun is finna set
All these inhibitions hiding in me
Gotta be patient I ain't finished yet (I ain't)
On the horizon, the sun is finna set
Don't got Verizon I'm on the phone with the checks
I'm smoking too much I can't even finish a breathe (Ooo)
I did this shit to myself tell me how can I get upset
And I need a Mil' feel like I ain't ate dinner yet
I know we gone get it, we just ain't live it yet
She hates that she loves me we fuck when they intersect
They throwing that shade they know I'm gone intercept
And I be a goat
I need some throat
If you need hope
Got weed got smoke
Cause he needs a drug
But she needs a hug
One thing in common (ooo)
We all need some love
I need some bread
Fam need to be fed
Sometimes I sit on my bed
And tears I shed
Been close to the edge
It's too many thoughts in my head (head)
Too many thoughts in my mind (mind)
From back when I ain't have a dime
I bet you ain't pay me no mind
So it's funny that you hit my line
I put all my pain in the lines
Now I might get a dime off the rhymes
So watch how I shine
All my vices was assigned (a sign)
It was by design
But I guess it came with a fine fine
Read with fine print
Smoking on Zaza, shit got a fine fine stench
How it's straight gas, but it got my mind bent
Gotta move on, cause that's too much time spent
Too much too much time spent
Hmm, Emergen-C
Sick of these niggas, I need vitamin-C
And If it ain't interest I ain't interested
Praying or the ones providing for me
Even when I couldn't send them shit
Hate it when I catch you lying to me
Just lie here with me, the sun is finna set
All these inhibitions hiding in me
Gotta be patient I ain't finished yet
I know just did it (Ok Ok)
But I know I ain't finish
I know you fuck with it
But you just can't admit it
Ok I get it (Ok Ok Ok)
But I can't forget it
When I talk they don't listen
They wanna act like I'm Trippin
But that's why I talk on these beats (I do)
I walk like I walk on my feet (I do)
It's way too much chalk in the streets (It's true)
And I'm from the Lo where it's cold
But you gotta stay low can't get caught in the heat (no)
I was young I was taught to compete (yeah)
Man I can't be ok with defeat (I can't)
I was taught in the school, but I'd be a fool, if I didn't learn from the streets (damn)
Man they said it was goals I can't reach
Now I look down when I'm up at the peak
I know that the way that I flow is unique
I had to release, and go get a grip
Bro in the streets had to go get a grip
She got some ass, had to go get some tits
I want some gas, had to go get a zip
(Zip of the Za yeah)
Pops in my phone and it sounds like he lit
Leave me alone don't have time for that shit
Pay no mind to that shit
Man I been in my zone had to grind for this shit
I can't even go home it reminds me of shit
That's why I stand tall in this bitch till they bury me
Cause currently
I'm just here stacking my currency
Then it occurred to me
Put some stacks to the side for emergency
Hmm, Emergen-C
Sick of these niggas, I need vitamin-C
And If it ain't interest I ain't interested
Praying for the ones providing for me
Even when I couldn't send them shit
Hate it when I catch you lying to me
Just lie here with me, the sun is finna set
All these inhibitions hiding in me
Gotta be patient I ain't finished yet (I ain't)
On the horizon, the sun is finna set
Don't got Verizon I'm on the phone with the checks
I'm smoking too much I can't even finish a breathe (Ooo)
I did this shit to myself tell me how can I get upset
And I need a Mil' feel like I ain't ate dinner yet
I know we gone get it, we just ain't live it yet
She hates that she loves me we fuck when they intersect
They throwing that shade they know I'm gone intercept
And I be a goat
I need some throat
If you need hope
Got weed got smoke
Cause he needs a drug
But she needs a hug
One thing in common (ooo)
We all need some love
I need some bread
Fam need to be fed
Sometimes I sit on my bed
And tears I shed
Been close to the edge
It's too many thoughts in my head (head)
Too many thoughts in my mind (mind)
From back when I ain't have a dime
I bet you ain't pay me no mind
So it's funny that you hit my line
I put all my pain in the lines
Now I might get a dime off the rhymes
So watch how I shine
All my vices was assigned (a sign)
It was by design
But I guess it came with a fine fine
Read with fine print
Smoking on Zaza, shit got a fine fine stench
How it's straight gas, but it got my mind bent
Gotta move on, cause that's too much time spent
Too much too much time spent
Hmm, Emergen-C
Sick of these niggas, I need vitamin-C
And If it ain't interest I ain't interested
Praying or the ones providing for me
Even when I couldn't send them shit
Hate it when I catch you lying to me
Just lie here with me, the sun is finna set
All these inhibitions hiding in me
Gotta be patient I ain't finished yet
I know just did it (Ok Ok)
But I know I ain't finish
I know you fuck with it
But you just can't admit it
Ok I get it (Ok Ok Ok)
But I can't forget it
When I talk they don't listen
They wanna act like I'm Trippin
But that's why I talk on these beats (I do)
I walk like I walk on my feet (I do)
It's way too much chalk in the streets (It's true)
And I'm from the Lo where it's cold
But you gotta stay low can't get caught in the heat (no)
I was young I was taught to compete (yeah)
Man I can't be ok with defeat (I can't)
I was taught in the school, but I'd be a fool, if I didn't learn from the streets (damn)
Man they said it was goals I can't reach
Now I look down when I'm up at the peak
I know that the way that I flow is unique
I had to release, and go get a grip
Bro in the streets had to go get a grip
She got some ass, had to go get some tits
I want some gas, had to go get a zip
(Zip of the Za yeah)
Pops in my phone and it sounds like he lit
Leave me alone don't have time for that shit
Pay no mind to that shit
Man I been in my zone had to grind for this shit
I can't even go home it reminds me of shit
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Writer(s): Keon Garrett
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