Buckets

Yeah
I feel like I'm on today
I feel like I'm goin up feelin like andale
I feel like I'm slowin up
I know I just dropped but the people they gonna wait? (ooo)
I'm writin like one a day
I'm takin my vitamin somebody cover me
In spite what was done to me
I came out on top and I'm feelin like Anarae!
The fuck is they gonna say? (woo)
I know they be watchin me know they be tappin in
Boy you just like a son to me
Lil homie don't want it Coolie El Capitan (oh!)
I got somethin I wanna say
See we in a realm that you niggas don't wanna enter
You can riddle that I am the enigma
I forgot better bars than you gon remember (oh god damn)
But how could I forget when the coldest winter
Had me had me lonely as fuck like the only member in a club
Where the only way you could enter
Was at your own expense man I owe you niggas
Man I told you niggas I was off on my own
I'm the coldest nigga I got lost in my zone
My composure come from coolin out on my throne
Y'all gon make me snap and come up outta my tone (oh!)

I'm in a bucket like fuck it
I'm on a tear and I love it
(Can't no one fuck wit me)
I had more shit in the oven
Y'all ain't preparing for nothin
(Y'all see this luxury)
No I'm not takin a piss
These people they know I exist
(Man this shit lovely)
I'm in a bucket like fuck it (ooo)
I'm on a tear and I love it
(Can't no one fuck wit me)
I'm in a bucket like fuck it (ha ha!)
I'm on a tear and I love it (let's go!)
(Can't no one fuck wit me)
I had more shit in the oven
Y'all ain't preparing for nothin
(Y'all see this luxury)
No I'm not takin a piss
These people they know I exist
(Man this shit lovely)
I'm in a bucket like fuck it (ooo)
I'm on a tear and I love it (ooo)
(Can't no one fuck wit me)

I feel like I'm fallin up
Feelin like N9na my homies don't call enough (hmm)
I feel like you done enough
I'm tired of hearin bout these niggas runnin up (hmm)
I'm not goin hard enough
I look at the paper disgusted and ball it up
I get off on that kinda talk
I love it when I hear em tell me I'm fallin off (ha ha!)
Look at me now and I'm rewritin history
This is Don Coolione from misery (oh!)
I am cultured, accomplished and educated
These lil niggas couldn't copy a pic of me (let's go!)
And I heard that they sent out a hit for me
I'ma talk to your boss 'fore it get to me
Chargin all of y'all to get the gift of me
They be droppin my name tryna mention me
You gotta pardon me cuz I been tourin
To the bag everybody securin it (woo)
My association is with heavy mic
All while groovin in some new eleven Mikes
All I know is I'm layin some better pipe
If you feelin left out we gon get you right
Did I mention we rockin it every night?
If I'm paid then it's gon be a steady night (ahh!)
I still remember that verse on recession proof
Now the penmanship got me the revenue
It's a reason why I'm too ahead of you
I ain't playin I don't wanna level you (oh!)
But I will NOT let you be disrespectful fool
True professional so I could never lose
It's the Swanky One y'all better fall in line
And play your part 'fore I make you apologize (oh!)

I'm in a bucket like fuck it
I'm on a tear and I love it
(Can't no one fuck wit me)
I had more shit in the oven
Y'all ain't preparing for nothin
(Y'all see this luxury)
No I'm not takin a piss (let's go!)
These people they know I exist
(Man this shit lovely)
I'm in a bucket like fuck it (ooo)
I'm on a tear and I love it
(Can't no one fuck wit me)
I'm in a bucket like fuck it (ha ha!)
I'm on a tear and I love it
(Can't no one fuck wit me)
I had more shit in the oven (let's go!)
Y'all ain't preparing for nothin
(Y'all see this luxury)
No I'm not takin a piss
These people they know I exist
(Man this shit lovely)
I'm in a bucket like fuck it (ooo)
I'm on a tear and I love it
(Can't no one fuck wit me)



Credits
Writer(s): Taven Johnson, Mario Casalini
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