The King of Escape
Oh please, nigga, give them a break
You're really putting them between a rock and a hard place
It scare my kinfolk how I take fifths to the face
I Houdini my life, I'm the king of escape
Young fuckin' Swiffer, got crippled by warm plates
so when I rip off a square I'm just takin' a tea break
Everybody stop they life to come to my court case
I keep havin' these dreams, we venture over to your place
Nigga, fuck this phone
I toss it out of my reach
Form a configuration, try applying some heat
Get to know you close, fuck up your life, then I leave
I guess the shit apple don't fall far from the shit tree
Ain't afraid of demons, cause I can't even see them
Shiver me timbers, if I stop movin' I'll freeze
And if I slept through the weekend, I'm gonna sleep thru the week
Why stop now, I'm on a mother fucking kill streak
You need a permit just to get it from the streets
So don't think for a minute I'm gon' keep the receipt
Tommy boosts my geek when we ride with that heat
Heart rate fast, I feel it beating so weak
I'ma slide to the spot and I'll roll out cool
You'll have their empathy, you know life can be cruel
It's gonna pour today, but it's not April, fools
The flowers grow in May, and we're helping them bloom
Last night was heavy pressure, so expect heavy dues
In the morning on the grass will be especially true
Live so damn long, I don't feel 22
Grab my ensemble, I'm attending a suit
You're really putting them between a rock and a hard place
It scare my kinfolk how I take fifths to the face
I Houdini my life, I'm the king of escape
Young fuckin' Swiffer, got crippled by warm plates
so when I rip off a square I'm just takin' a tea break
Everybody stop they life to come to my court case
I keep havin' these dreams, we venture over to your place
Nigga, fuck this phone
I toss it out of my reach
Form a configuration, try applying some heat
Get to know you close, fuck up your life, then I leave
I guess the shit apple don't fall far from the shit tree
Ain't afraid of demons, cause I can't even see them
Shiver me timbers, if I stop movin' I'll freeze
And if I slept through the weekend, I'm gonna sleep thru the week
Why stop now, I'm on a mother fucking kill streak
You need a permit just to get it from the streets
So don't think for a minute I'm gon' keep the receipt
Tommy boosts my geek when we ride with that heat
Heart rate fast, I feel it beating so weak
I'ma slide to the spot and I'll roll out cool
You'll have their empathy, you know life can be cruel
It's gonna pour today, but it's not April, fools
The flowers grow in May, and we're helping them bloom
Last night was heavy pressure, so expect heavy dues
In the morning on the grass will be especially true
Live so damn long, I don't feel 22
Grab my ensemble, I'm attending a suit
Credits
Writer(s): Braeden Liesner
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