Say the Word

Gone in the wind
Won't you say the word
I need a dub for these dubs
Just to toast to the world
They showing love took time
Now they know the verse
I lost hope in the growth
But it supposed to hurt
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words

And I confess it, I could barely even stress it
All these fucking diamonds and you know it come from pressure
Weighing on my mental, I meant to go get some balance
But it's hard to feel as average, when I walk up in these fabrics
Linens unlimited, made it by being gimmickless
Limitless range, never could stay the same
Maintained and found a way
The heard the sound was in my fate
But the crown gon' have to wait,
With the crowd that imma take and set the whole wave
They just started rapping they can't measure to my old days
Albums in my vault that could've turned you to a no name
Got the blueprint, no reason to doubt, like the old jay
Joe dropped out, guess this sound like the old 'ye
Killed the fuckin' beat and got away, that's a cold case
Tryna bite my whole wave, tell me how my flow taste
Made it to the top when they told me it was no way
But it did it myself, bitch, in my own way

Gone in the wind
Won't you say the word
I need a dub for these dubs
Just to toast to the world
They showin love took time
Now they know the verse
I lost hope in the growth
But it supposed to hurt
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words
Say these words with me
Say these words

Listen when I'm speaking any day or any weekend
In and out the deep end with my brothers that I'm keeping
Fuck the beat up for no reason, and you know we boutta come up
No tip toe creeping,
We be big boy dreaming
Make some hits boy scheming
With some big hoes leaking
You a bitch flow decent
Not a saint, no demons
I'm a preacher, no legion, but I'm finna have 'em
Have 'em fucking speechless when they speaking 'bout the passion
Have the sad boys believing when they talking 'bout the casket
Have the crash dummies leaving when they thinkin' bout some rapping
And they asking for my code 'cause I cracked it
I just got some flow next to dope in my jacket
That's how you know my flow dope
That's how you know, you no hope
Choking up like chokeholds
Soakin' up the old flows
Get it from jojo but you get it for the low low
Soakin' up the old flows
Get it from jojo but you get it for the low low



Credits
Writer(s): James Chhetree
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