release #2 ft. GloverOfficial Lyrics

Uh I used to be sad, but now a nigga happy

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I used to have a fresh haircut, but now a nigga nappy

But it don't matter cause a nigga still rappin', still spazzin

When every single track is like magic

Uh I'm on my midnight antics, but really it's

3:26 in the a.m.

But nigga, peep how this shit happen

I drank a cold brew at 8:32

What the fuck was my mood

I don't know, I just felt like when I got to the studio

I would be on snooze

But now I'm on go mode, uh

Ain't movin' slow-mo, lil' ho, I got a boatload of tracks

In the boat, though

That's why I'm swimmin' on these waves

Nemo-type nigga

I need more like eight figures

Just to help me figure out what I need, uh

The pot too small

Need somethin' much bigger, nigga

Brody said he got his zone for 100

You know I needs that

I really love this zaza

But I can't smoke this shit no more

Cause, boy, I need checks, uh

The pockets been on E, but still this young

Boy from the East, finna peak

Huh I walk on water with these flows, I feel like

Elohim, I see you stuck in between these schemes

I be conjuring up, my nigga, I put you inside the pen

Cause you was makin' too many damn mistakes

So I can't hear you speak again

Finna blow no ISIS

I don't even type shit

But this the type of flow that, when I walk

Up in the function, I'ma have this hoe ignited

Hey, a nigga unholy, but so righteous

I seen the J's you been rollin', they so lifeless

Come over here, sit with a pro, the dough maestro

Know a nigga might just

It's crazy when a beat grew like this

I always wanna scream at the beginning

But I had to wait for the flows to kick in, ayy

But now we whippin', flow stirrin'

Yeah, we headed towards the finish

Pitch black nigga who kill I'm so Riddick

You niggas pathogens, I had to cleanse my spirit

During the lies and bullshit that you told

During my intermission

But now it's back to me

Nigga really thought he was in love, but he just had a treesh

Huh, thought that shawty was lovin' up on him

But she love the streets

I'm just fuckin' around with these motherfuckin' raps

I could do it for like 20 minutes

Moral of the story is, shit don't change

If you don't know yourself, tryna get them things

Farther out the way, tryna get back range

In the midst of niggas searchin' for certain

Moral of the story is, shit don't change

But I still pray tides is turning

If you don't know yourself, tryna get them things

Nothing gon' change, that's for certain

Farther out the way, tryna get back range

Way out the way, I've been hurtin

In the deep, a nigga hurtin'

But I can't run away

Runnin' from your problems, so common

I can't relieve that

Doubled down on faith, fightin' feelings

I needed feedback

Shakin' off the fleas, tryna fester

On where I sleep at

Approaching me, faulty, result in detached

Feet strapped, half the time

But mitigated reach back

To where I'm headed, ain't no need to form or recap

My pace is on the tree sap

For letting go of folks that's really tryin' breach that

Orishas tend to posture when I need that

A little guidance, it's funny how it got me

Where I need at

The very least, reframing the shit that I seen

As a child, to mere man on a tune

Uh, staying in tune for the atonement

Good for up in the mood

My nigga move, you ain't in it for the love of the rules

See it through, I can't help it, better tethered to truth

And to you niggas double-crossed me

On my side, it's the truth

Momma told me

Do this shit for the youth

World within your reach

And that's the gift and a noose

I came a second time to do it right

It's time to recoup

And that's exactly what's at stake

Without the thought I could lose

Moral of the story is, shit don't change

But I still pray tides is turning

If you don't know yourself, tryna get them things

Nothing gon' change, that's for certain

Farther out the way, tryna get back range

Way out the way, I've been hurtin

In the deep, a nigga hurtin'

But I can't run away

Moral of the story is, shit don't change

But I still pray tides is turning

If you don't know yourself, tryna get them things

Nothing gon' change, that's for certain

Farther out the way, tryna get back range

Way out the way, I've been hurtin

In the deep, a nigga hurtin'

But I can't run away

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