70° in Oklahoma

The easier it sound
Man I promise it's way harder
Not the same boy in Carolina
I'm way smarter
Class clowns I used to go to school with it
Still kidding round when they fathers
A blue face was my first love like I'm Sean Carter
Keshia always tried to tell me money ain't everything
Equations in my life
Where money solves everything
I swear i love that girl forever just without wedding rings

A quarter of my life gone
I'm tryna see better things
Focus on better friends
Ones that won't forget you in the past
Like them high school lettermen's
Ones that you can trust to keep a secret
Knowing they won't tell a friend
Praying that they live to see a hundred like Benjamin
2019 it was really was humbling
Cause I'm not one to hold back my tongue or settling
Niggas love to talk like they don't play on the second string
The day I fall off
Will be the day iverson gets his second ring
I know you down to ride but who's down for peddling
I'm back in my element
Light this bitch up more than Edison
On all the rappers bragging
Bout the money the never spend
Tell by the tone in your voice it ain't genuine
Keep that fake smile that you give when welcoming
I Cringe when I hear about reunions I can't pretend
I'm better off without the fake love they always send
All I ever ask while you hear keep it real me with me
No stunt doubles faking moves just to come chill me
I sit and think about the old times just me and Cee
He told me give it time
Just make sure that you plant the seed

Yeah I'm tired of all you niggas
Tired of having blank stares in them pictures
Tired of assisting
Cause I'm the one that they go to
When shit ain't adding up
And they money don't reach the total
My inner thoughts be talking to me
Like boy i told you
The man above sending you signs but he going show you
You the one that's holding it down
But who goin hold you
All that weight you pull in circle now its oval



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Writer(s): Rashad Lewis
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