Company

Call me everything you like
Except for ordinary
Look I'm so deadass with the flow
My home's the mortuary
Bitch I don't have a discography
It's a cemetery
No necro but I got a fetish
For what's dead and buried
I'm killing shit
With no remorse or second guesses
It ain't enough numbers on earth
For me to count my blessings
How could you know me
When you only ever seen my edges
The grass is greener
But it took some time to clear the hedges
I'm just doing me profusely
I don't turn a new leaf
I just grow a new tree
I get these lame brains
Out the game like two T's
I ain't never going broke
As long as all my hoes got two knees

I don't like to chase shit down
Let it come to me
I'm cool on my own
I don't have a need for company
I don't like to chase shit down
Let it come to me
I'm cool on my own
I don't have a need for

I don't take shit for granted
Babe I just take it
It ain't no telling
What tools you may need to use to make it
I got my chisel out
I'm carving something in the matrix
And even if I make a mistake
That shit is blatant
Do not bother me with frivolous endeavors
I bust a move on you
If you thought you was being clever
This bitch tell me she doing her best
Well do it better
Cause when it come to dough
I'm stacking digits and letters
Like E-T-F I-R-A
Got some bands off the yield from this H-Y-S-A
See that's my circle of life
I keep the papes in rotation
And I stay behind these bars
Them fucks is just on probation

I don't like to chase shit down
Let it come to me
I'm cool on my own
I don't have a need for company
I don't like to chase shit down
Let it come to me
I'm cool on my own
I don't have a need for company



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Writer(s): Garry Richardson
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