North West Approval

I've done put all of the work in, got a good look at what it takes and now I'm certain
That I belong on the throne with a packed cone and a turban, I've been quiet as Ferb when
I'm a giant with words, man, what we gon' do today
I can't put my trust in, but a few today, things look rough, Fuck, at least you got a view

today, and if you slept, then this a rude awakening, no more nice guy, get your ass up, don't waste
your whole future tryna give the past up, don't take control if you ain't in control
And it's a tac town, original, for sure, I came to see you right away, I came to bring
you brighter days, I know it's cold, so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold

Better days I know, better days I know, better days I know
Better days I know, better days I know, better days I know

There ain't no luck, I called it like an eight ball corner pocket who want it, just
Watch out for the puddles your potholes when you pulling up to the spot, what makes you
Think you big enough to be a thought

In my cerebellum, my moves already made, my niggas already paid, been up 2 nights
Think I'll finally call it a day, we've reached new heights, but they asking me about my weight, but I'm
Quiet, I let the tree do the talking, it's loud, had a penny in a dream to make my family
Proud, too many things on my bucket list, but fuck it, you looking pale, I can't fuck

With this, god damn, look what we up against, right on the coast, show me the bread, now
Let's make a toast, we've been ahead for the most part, I'm ready for more art, and I'm
Ready for your heart
Great minds think alike, straight ride on the flight, rate shooting up the roof, wont

Outshine the light, she got what I like, those squats working wonders, bread coming to my
Hands, and I'm over being underestimated, dead the hatred, dedicated to self-growth
In stealth mode, you can't see me but hello, you know that hell's low, and look what you
Fell for, my frequency too high, my nigga now let's go, my nigga let's go, everybody

Wanna be from the west coast, but we next door, we got next though, evergreen state
blowing on the best dro



Credits
Writer(s): Silas Doss
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