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UBIQUITY ft. Razzi Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Slow down son, you doing it again
What you talking bout
On the internet, frontin and chasing clout
Ain't got no cuttie and you ain't got no cheese
All you got is broken promises and might get a tease
So do it who you do it for
But where you get them Jordan's from
Missing the jump man
Don't wanna get jumped man
How you expect to fit in when you won't be yourself man
How you expect to last long when you sleep on your deathbed
Gotta move stealth man, generational wealth and
Sticking to the guns, but you failing the test man
Pulling out the guns, but you can't do the rest man
Showing off your bands but what you do to get that man
But why you on crap man, just get off my back man
You losing your grip, sick, gone head admit it
Running your mouth saying last night you hit it but you didn't
Just selling wolf tickets, I ain't hearing it
I been searching, searching, high and low
For my identity
It seems like every time I'm on my grind
Them niggas playing me
So I gotta get in
Where I fit in
Get in
By any means
See, I never met a clown without the paint but feel the pain
That he missed the latter-rain so he having badder days
You used to be the man on Saturdays
Come Sunday morning, he was rather dazed and God be praised
But
He lost his religion, substituted stupid decisions and gruesome conditions
He risked his ambitions for the sake of the masses
Now he performing in the circus for the massa
You should've never gave up your dream
For the get-rich-quick scheme and the good ole boys scene
And the lack of the self-esteem
Swinging for the wrong team cause it seemed that ya
Had a friend in these extreme cream fiends and
Cash rules everything around me, even though they play like they do
But they not down for me
And I'd never sell my soul for the low-low
But if you talking right, I'll sell my dream and then I'll put on a show
I been searching, searching, high and low
For my identity
It seems like every time I'm on my grind
Them niggas playing me
So I gotta get in
Where I fit in
Get in
By any means