f l u i d

(Yeah)
(See I can see the truth)
(You ain't really worth the shit you kickin')
(Nigga fuck a boot)
(Niggas foiled like a tooth) (Yo)
(Fake shit)
(I ain't have say shit) (Yeah)
(I just knew)
(Yeah)
(Six Twelve)
(Yung Leg)
(The Fourth)
(It's Fluid)

You know I move how I move
Ain't no story in that
I see them moods ain't improve
Ain't no glory in that (uh huh)
They goin' choose what they choose
Nother story for that (uh huh)
Know the difference
Man this shit get wicked
The money bring out addictions (yeah)
Hands down
But the glory in fact (uh huh)
Is merely true to self
And how thy history is tracked
We goin' straight out the back
We not for games this ain't tag
It's always up for the bag
Keep that energy nigga
More like an enemy figure
So hands up with the glass
Now raise (uh)
Set the pace
This ain't a race for beginners
I'm with my day ones remember
I never stopped
Just recouped
A light hiatus refigure
The calculations to winnin'
Uh
Cross the head just like a du rag line (uh huh)
Type of force you think this is
We don't do those kinds (we don't)
Only choice to pay the bills
Is goin' through those lines (goin' through 'em)
No rejoincin' with these niggas
We don't do those lies
Now wait
My hands tied but not no shoelace tie (uh)
I see you blue face high
But your returns ain't hot
Dam
(Dam)
They Spread Luv up on that other side
Round here
It's a war fightin' genocide
(Huh)
I kept quiet
Watched the template grow (kept quiet watched the)
Seein' these niggas doin' cyphers
With my tenth grade flow (See these niggas do these)
I know a Minnes that stopped writin'
Got a old head flow (huh)
But it's a given (huh)
None you niggas can be OG Goat (huh)
Don't need forgiveness
Them mistakes is the ones I wrote
In the end
I'll be better
You
I just don't know
Twenty-ten
It was acquaintances I thought had hope
Seein' now
Them acquaintances don't hang no more
Dam
Weed different this that OG smoke
We much different
You don't roll this though
Silly nigga (Silly nigga)
The frequency you goin' choose too low
Rather higher
With all priors
Then the shit you blow
(Talk to 'em)
Well established with this
I don't need a colored room
Full of niggas for this
And I'd be damned to be a fool
To the tricks that come with (I'd be damned)
Niggas divin' for them blues
Like that ATL jit
You see the difference
My eyes fried
But that's that onion cry (okay)
Like when reggie used to get me
Paul Bunyan high (okay)
I wasn't ready I was young
I ain't know my time
And now I know my time (okay)
And now I flow sublime (alright)
(Huh)
You just follow
Watch how I take mine (uh huh)
How I do it
How you wanted for a long ass time (uh)
Don't be stupid
Niggas knew it when I crossed that line (uh)
Now it's Fluid
Had to flood 'em like your pants too high
(Huh)
(Hm)
(Hm)
(It's Fluid)
(Uh)
(The Fourth)
(Let's get it)
(Ha-ha)



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Writer(s): Lamonte Hall
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