Small Town, USA(Interlude) (feat. Bey)

Ridin round, top down, blowin' tiva like the shit legal, but the cops not gon
Fuck with me, tho they know I'm good people, can't let them
Throw my vibe off nobody disrupt this mission, bitch
Sade, pumpin' loud through the speakers that's what I'm listenin', admiring the beauty

Of nature while envisioning how I'm bout to get to this
Paper and count up dividends, stop by the store
To grab some more papers ran into Kim and them, they ask
What's the move tonight, shit, I told them I'm probably chillin' in

Or, I might pull up to the tavern and fuck with slim and them
But you know I'm known to make something happen just bring your twin n em
And I'ma hit my dogs up for sure we bringin' them Benjamins
Man, I done got throwed off by a ho Fuck what the mission is

Man, I hate all these fuckin' pot holes done made my shit skip
Hold on, sit back and just ride let me save this shit skipp
Now, let me pop in for a quick second I need to ask a question
Or offer a suggestion Shit, it's probably more like a message

Now, I know everybody talkin' bout big steppin' and what side they reppin', but who is that helpin'
I'm from a time where Man De La had as much effect on me as Nelson
Or back when I was tailspin't or back when I was hell bent
On bein' a keller, just a Helen, we talk about each other, cause we jealous

All the chicks done smashed, all the fellas the same nigga that'll put you on the lick
Turn around and be the same one who tellin' all under the guise that it's cool to be a felon
But in reality, the politicians and the school systems have failed them
Arm Leg Leg Arm Head, all Hail Him

But I digress
Shit, man
As long as progress is the process
And I stay away from nonsense

Nobody can't stop this
Ya know
I was just poppin' in
I ain't gon' stay too long

Love
Self-love is the best love
So I dug into my roots
Got tired of having to quest love

Ain't too concerned about my next love
Finally over my toxic ex-love
And get into this new skipp shit
Cause this shit sounds like the best of

That it does
Ooh, yeah
There was some new club or something called the Bohemian Grove
They was talkin' about it on the flight

But y'all niggas was sleep
Y'all boy, gotta stay woke though

No more making yourself small and feeling worthless

Come with me and let's break these generational curses
You ever question why they name the chicken spot church's
See, I guess they didn't only clone Tyrone
But me, you and yeah, you too

But shit, the collective is here to fix that
This nigga Skipp is the greatest and don't you ever forget that
Don't you ever fucking forget that



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Writer(s): Brandon Oliver
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