Trusted Funds (feat. Chung)
I scour the womb
W the power of doom
My rhymes make it silent as tombs
I put the bada in boom
It's obvious
Clear the bad vibes w Palo Santo
Grab the fronto
Rides w consoles
On the way to a flight to Cabo
Back to the wall fight survival mode
I been there as a teen hide from 5-0
My ancestors had slave drivers
I hear the voices saying turn right
And do right by the
Long live the loyalty
Have the foresight for the lawyer fee
Change the course
Before returning to source
I don't hang w niggaz that ain't scared to lose the freedom
Poking holes in the ship
Trynna pursue the beacon
Bluest seas
More horny for paper than women
Making a living
The sacred beginnings
No shavin the winnings
We splitting it
Down the middle then
Riddle me this
Who out here bringing that feeling back
This ain't filler rap
Swerve ya little traps
A minute match
Make sure brain particles still in tact
From the left right and the jab hook
First step swifter then Zabs foot
Could all end in a flash from a fast look
It's like the devil knew I was bout to come up
Tried to get one up
I been on it since the suns up
W the brothers that's bonded the trusted funds up
Climb to peak landed on dumb luck
W the power of doom
My rhymes make it silent as tombs
I put the bada in boom
It's obvious
Clear the bad vibes w Palo Santo
Grab the fronto
Rides w consoles
On the way to a flight to Cabo
Back to the wall fight survival mode
I been there as a teen hide from 5-0
My ancestors had slave drivers
I hear the voices saying turn right
And do right by the
Long live the loyalty
Have the foresight for the lawyer fee
Change the course
Before returning to source
I don't hang w niggaz that ain't scared to lose the freedom
Poking holes in the ship
Trynna pursue the beacon
Bluest seas
More horny for paper than women
Making a living
The sacred beginnings
No shavin the winnings
We splitting it
Down the middle then
Riddle me this
Who out here bringing that feeling back
This ain't filler rap
Swerve ya little traps
A minute match
Make sure brain particles still in tact
From the left right and the jab hook
First step swifter then Zabs foot
Could all end in a flash from a fast look
It's like the devil knew I was bout to come up
Tried to get one up
I been on it since the suns up
W the brothers that's bonded the trusted funds up
Climb to peak landed on dumb luck
Credits
Writer(s): Todd Smith, Darius Lazar, Daidra Cobran
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