Five Thirteen (feat. Spaceboifresh)

Covert bro
It's clear you cap
She detached
Then that her bad
Poppa's got a plan to hatch
Can't chase shit
That's not swag
All I need I attract
My wants I attack
With all my will
Heir to throne
Like my unc is yea
Fresh you know the zip is sealed
Not a spill
Just the the drip
Priceless
You can't purchase this
On top from a perch I pitch
Some verbs obscure
Cause nervousness
Down to die and work it
You should get some worship in
Yea

I had to think about it
If you think about it
You can do whatever if you think about it
Just had to put my mind to it
My grind to it
Now every breath you take
Resumes the move you make
So dig deep and breathe deeper
Stay away from them grim reapers
Get in the game get out the bleachers
They'll suck you dry like some damn leeches
What's understood don't need a reason
Bcuz we met you don't need a season
These words are know
Are from divine
For the elitist
Energy teachers
Penalty reapers
Because they won't value to learn
The soul seekers
The go getters
The big dreaming wedding ringing caterpillars
All up in they cocoon
Blossom just like a house nigga
Diplomatic
Super Savage
Hoochie mama's
And pimping daddies
Those boys down there watching rallies
Get off the salad
Sadly mistaken for that target practice

This that shit that
Get you out your comfort zone
Don't want us to make it out
Get you out your comfort zone
This that shit that
Get you out your comfort zone
Don't want us to make it out
But won't leave us the fuck alone

Found an angel
It just took sometime
Had to get these hoes in line
Can't play your part
No role defined
I been god
In the shrine
In the thick
& in my prime
If she thick then she mine
You can't divide this divine
All they got on us is time
My shift beyond a nine to five
I just take this strain in stride
Wakanda baby
This my pride
I don't want my foes to die
They need to see they ain't live
Behind the wheel who down to ride
You love me baby
Match my drive
Know I hunt
I don't hide
Lou Alcindor
They all cinder blocks
If they geek
I eat a OP
Love below
Got her on speakerbox
Sweating like its equinox
I don't I rap
I teach alot
Aint equal
They gon cease or rot
I don't change or leak the plot
Flow wet I got some seeds to pot
They ain't believe
They trust me not
I bop & weave
They mergers shots
I channel him and learn from him
Spit in they face
I think I'm Pac
Make a movie
Make em watch
Make miracles
Write spirituals
Straight off the cross
Call out the cops
No man can give
My flesh a flaw
Whatever dawg I'm wit it all
That's how it is on the Shaw
Fearless like a single mom
I need praise
They prey and prod
On the ball can knock me off
Heavens gate
We at the top
And got it locked
Yea uh

Covert bro
It's clear you cap
She detached
Then that her bad
Poppa's got a plan to hatch
Can't chase shit
That's not swag
All I need I attract
My wants I attack
With all my will
Heir to throne
Like my unc is yea
Fresh you know the zip is sealed
Not a spill
Just the the drip
Priceless
You can't purchase this
On top from a perch I pitch
Some verbs obscure
Cause nervousness
Down to die and work it
You should get some worship in
Yea



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Writer(s): Matthew Brown
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