Fountain
Too much in store so I'm 'bout to
Fill up my cart & dip
Ain't got no time to be wasting
I've built up quite a bit
Accomplish it, then stack up on my accomplishments
But promise ain't like a pro miss
You can't mess up then sit
Got game for miles on the map
Got names with eyes on a stack
Couldn't waste my Ish for a real quick blow
But we still got lines in the back
Tigers and lions in the back
But they still too cat to persist me
Don't wear no stripes, don't wear no colors
In the end, can't a green fool just get to me
It's history
Read the flow but don't C & P
I be's the beast
Brought up out in the southern scene
You'll need my keys
Just in case you remember me
I done worked out my pathing
Anymore with the soreness is obsolete
But don't bother me, I got a lot of things
That're way, way important
I seen too many fiends, personalities
So fake, fake, imported
People try to lay it down and have a girl going
Oh lay lay like Lloyd
But hitta, you ain't ain't no Lloyd
You barely Ice J J Fish, boy
See, it's been like this for a while now
Come back to the city
That come up that you crave gon' come 'round
Produce in the making, but Kev
He grew out from the deep ground
It's deeper than rapping
We touched the core and seen the flames bounce
Your dogs ain't gon' bite in
They busy chasing tail and ole brown
If it gets no realer
I'll make my story something newfound
Lightskanted with freckles
That's all they see now
But everybody gonna know the sound
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent, yeah
I'm wildin'
No lying
Can't be no living when you always surviving
But ain't no complaints, ain't made it yet
No breaks when you train, make way for this
Better ask 'bout me like its '87
Straight phrasing, pressuring, break face in it
But I just wanna know who dropped my name
Man, who the fuck did that shit
Put dirt on it but it'll grow more than you claim
On me, on me, on me
I ain't your dog, I can't be put down that easy
Hell nah, nah
Don't take no sign for you to realize it ain't safe
No no no no, screw that, I'm fixing to go ghost
See through the blinds
No one in my lawn, not no more
Man, can't these foolies acting up put on a show
No cannonballs gon' penetrate what I let float
And here we go
My lyrics, severely wrote
My plans, concealed in growth
My spirit, I'm steering through
My fam, they clearly know
When it gets to the rocks
One slip and that's your spot
I ain't the one to flop
Just awe 'em, leave 'em in shock
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent
Fill up my cart & dip
Ain't got no time to be wasting
I've built up quite a bit
Accomplish it, then stack up on my accomplishments
But promise ain't like a pro miss
You can't mess up then sit
Got game for miles on the map
Got names with eyes on a stack
Couldn't waste my Ish for a real quick blow
But we still got lines in the back
Tigers and lions in the back
But they still too cat to persist me
Don't wear no stripes, don't wear no colors
In the end, can't a green fool just get to me
It's history
Read the flow but don't C & P
I be's the beast
Brought up out in the southern scene
You'll need my keys
Just in case you remember me
I done worked out my pathing
Anymore with the soreness is obsolete
But don't bother me, I got a lot of things
That're way, way important
I seen too many fiends, personalities
So fake, fake, imported
People try to lay it down and have a girl going
Oh lay lay like Lloyd
But hitta, you ain't ain't no Lloyd
You barely Ice J J Fish, boy
See, it's been like this for a while now
Come back to the city
That come up that you crave gon' come 'round
Produce in the making, but Kev
He grew out from the deep ground
It's deeper than rapping
We touched the core and seen the flames bounce
Your dogs ain't gon' bite in
They busy chasing tail and ole brown
If it gets no realer
I'll make my story something newfound
Lightskanted with freckles
That's all they see now
But everybody gonna know the sound
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent, yeah
I'm wildin'
No lying
Can't be no living when you always surviving
But ain't no complaints, ain't made it yet
No breaks when you train, make way for this
Better ask 'bout me like its '87
Straight phrasing, pressuring, break face in it
But I just wanna know who dropped my name
Man, who the fuck did that shit
Put dirt on it but it'll grow more than you claim
On me, on me, on me
I ain't your dog, I can't be put down that easy
Hell nah, nah
Don't take no sign for you to realize it ain't safe
No no no no, screw that, I'm fixing to go ghost
See through the blinds
No one in my lawn, not no more
Man, can't these foolies acting up put on a show
No cannonballs gon' penetrate what I let float
And here we go
My lyrics, severely wrote
My plans, concealed in growth
My spirit, I'm steering through
My fam, they clearly know
When it gets to the rocks
One slip and that's your spot
I ain't the one to flop
Just awe 'em, leave 'em in shock
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent
I need my cake up
No cake ups
Make progress, never be made up
Fountain out the bottle, no lying
When its too many things
Divide it and ride it
I got too many- it's silent, I'm silent
Credits
Writer(s): W. Ezell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.