Blue Blueprints of Silk
(They keep asking bout the material)
I'm comin' in it's silk
(Why you wanna know?)
Way too much time spent
Judging the moves of others
Or the views of others
Shoot and run for cover
A covert operative
Armed with silencers
Pushing for the major leagues, get through the minors first
Boy, act like you've been here
Make a splash then get clear
Relocation to Vegas, blow the winnings and switch gears
It's been years
Of this shit
And, baby I've been damaged a bit
Swerve on the free way, it's a rush, I can't handle the kit
Tires started balding at high speeds, them handles would drift
Maybe I got a bit too comfy so calamity hit
In over my head like scuba diving the coral reef
Going to war for peace
Shots ringing loud enough, baby to make your tour retreat
Life been in action movie mode for half a decade
Death threats, high stakes, leading ladies to make the bed break
New chips, new suits, and new drugs to give me headache
The plot cliches, been in need of a new template
Put money up and the chips down
Can't skip town, no, dear
Wanna run it up, you can't sit down
And I'm him now, you hear?
Told you its silk
Yeah, look
Fragmented senses of self
From the cards I was dealt
At a low with high tolerance for pain
Been ashamed
Dragged through the mud
Dirtied the tux, drained a bit of my sauce
Jumped in the aqua blue coup, started burning exhaust
Drove through LA without a purpose, I'm just tryna get lost
Head in need of a cleaning, zen been put up on pause
It's cold blooded, veins cubed or crushed
Reptilian bleed, flicking tongues, yeah they wagging too much
Snakes in the grass created paranoia for ya
'Member you're a warrior
So prep the toast for the victory brunch
Come through in the clutch
Stop asking me what it's made out of I told you
(silk baby silk)
Put money up and the chips down
Can't skip town no, dear
(She see it)
Wanna run it up, you can't sit down
And I'm him now you hear?
(Feel it baby)
Put money up and the chips down
Can't skip town, no, dear
Wanna run it up, you can't sit down
And I'm him now you hear?
Tried to tell ya
I can't do this without laughing
Fuck, ok Glass Bullet
I'm comin' in it's silk
(Why you wanna know?)
Way too much time spent
Judging the moves of others
Or the views of others
Shoot and run for cover
A covert operative
Armed with silencers
Pushing for the major leagues, get through the minors first
Boy, act like you've been here
Make a splash then get clear
Relocation to Vegas, blow the winnings and switch gears
It's been years
Of this shit
And, baby I've been damaged a bit
Swerve on the free way, it's a rush, I can't handle the kit
Tires started balding at high speeds, them handles would drift
Maybe I got a bit too comfy so calamity hit
In over my head like scuba diving the coral reef
Going to war for peace
Shots ringing loud enough, baby to make your tour retreat
Life been in action movie mode for half a decade
Death threats, high stakes, leading ladies to make the bed break
New chips, new suits, and new drugs to give me headache
The plot cliches, been in need of a new template
Put money up and the chips down
Can't skip town, no, dear
Wanna run it up, you can't sit down
And I'm him now, you hear?
Told you its silk
Yeah, look
Fragmented senses of self
From the cards I was dealt
At a low with high tolerance for pain
Been ashamed
Dragged through the mud
Dirtied the tux, drained a bit of my sauce
Jumped in the aqua blue coup, started burning exhaust
Drove through LA without a purpose, I'm just tryna get lost
Head in need of a cleaning, zen been put up on pause
It's cold blooded, veins cubed or crushed
Reptilian bleed, flicking tongues, yeah they wagging too much
Snakes in the grass created paranoia for ya
'Member you're a warrior
So prep the toast for the victory brunch
Come through in the clutch
Stop asking me what it's made out of I told you
(silk baby silk)
Put money up and the chips down
Can't skip town no, dear
(She see it)
Wanna run it up, you can't sit down
And I'm him now you hear?
(Feel it baby)
Put money up and the chips down
Can't skip town, no, dear
Wanna run it up, you can't sit down
And I'm him now you hear?
Tried to tell ya
I can't do this without laughing
Fuck, ok Glass Bullet
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Writer(s): Osaze Akerejah
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