Gemini

Catch me in the frozen food section
Studied under the sous-chef like that Wu legend
Double speak you gotta dig
To get the true message
Inflationary fees
That double like the duplexes
Tough it out
Took the rough route
Now I'm talking shit like
Wack 100 on Clubhouse
My proper value up
Like property value
Since my childhood
When you nice they wanna battle you
Taiwo Olufemi with a semi
Holding up a deli
She was blowing up my celly
Now I'm blowing up her belly
Now I'm showing up sweaty
Bout a half an hour late
Elevator higher under pressure
When in dire straits
Messiah face golden pharaoh coffin
Witnessing the metamorphosis
Of a meta orphan
Impressing orchestras
An esoteric offering
Adversaries capitulating every so often
Barry Gordy
Motor city vibe
Meditative state of mind
Explore the city high
Technicalities nah I don't really mind
Cats rarely get their flowers
While they're still alive
So spill a little beer
Even though I'm still here
Stepping on stage
With the confidence of Ric Flair
Shit's rare like a Steak in
A Michelin 3 star
Legendary like Dilla in a Wheelchair

I love yall man

The train left and it left us behind
You see how in the same breath
The devil telling a lie?
Acting like I'm not sweating when I suffer inside
Entrepreneurs with empty shells
I checked there's nothing inside
Devoid of feelings and emotion
Just success in the eyes
Flapping they gums
Empty promises when they sigh
Self love means old friendships selfishly cut
Got in a new circle
They no longer messing with us
How the table turns
Mad fables told like Mark Twain
Switched up at a speed
Would have thought the Narc came
Dipping where the sharks swim
Only the sharp win
I absorbed the lesson
Like sun rays and dark skin
Had to shed the soft skin
Rake the deutsche marks in
Avoid the cucks where the duck are
We tuck R-10s
And shake feds like Parkinson
We talk our shit
And hide the money inside of walls
They try to pluck our shit

I swear
They don't respect us
We gotta make em respect it
Hit em when they least expect it
(Don't telegraph your moves)
I trust my gut deep between my intestines

Nah They don't respect us
(Namsaying like I'm telling you
How I feel I'm being for real)
We gotta make em respect it
Hit em when they least expect it
(They won't see it coming)
I trust my gut deep between my intestines

Tah
I don't worry no more
I just carry on
Fine we can leave on a bad note like Omarion
You ain't in on the joke?
Like Affion
I'm cold riding through the South Pole
With the AC on
Tah
Catch me backstage crazy calm
Same attitude small room or stadium
I come across like a level-headed legend
But on the low under my coat
Its next level weapons

That might be your preference
But I'm trying to tell you man
Rap is for a select few man
Everybody not supposed
To be rapping man
Lot of these niggas
Need to cut it out man
Do something else with yourself
Get something else popping
Leave our shit the fuck alone man



Credits
Writer(s): Karim Bourhane
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