Small Town, USA(Interlude) ft. Bey Lyrics

Ridin round, top down, blowin' tiva like the shit legal, but the cops not gon

Fuck with me, tho they know I'm good people, can't let them

Throw my vibe off nobody disrupt this mission, bitch

Sade, pumpin' loud through the speakers that's what I'm listenin', admiring the beauty

Of nature while envisioning how I'm bout to get to this

Paper and count up dividends, stop by the store

To grab some more papers ran into Kim and them, they ask

What's the move tonight, shit, I told them I'm probably chillin' in

Or, I might pull up to the tavern and fuck with slim and them

But you know I'm known to make something happen just bring your twin n em

And I'ma hit my dogs up for sure we bringin' them Benjamins

Man, I done got throwed off by a ho Fuck what the mission is

Man, I hate all these fuckin' pot holes done made my shit skip

Hold on, sit back and just ride let me save this shit skipp

Now, let me pop in for a quick second I need to ask a question

Or offer a suggestion Shit, it's probably more like a message

Now, I know everybody talkin' bout big steppin' and what side they reppin', but who is that helpin'

I'm from a time where Man De La had as much effect on me as Nelson

Or back when I was tailspin't or back when I was hell bent

On bein' a keller, just a Helen, we talk about each other, cause we jealous

All the chicks done smashed, all the fellas the same nigga that'll put you on the lick

Turn around and be the same one who tellin' all under the guise that it's cool to be a felon

But in reality, the politicians and the school systems have failed them

Arm Leg Leg Arm Head, all Hail Him

But I digress

Shit, man

As long as progress is the process

And I stay away from nonsense

Nobody can't stop this

Ya know

I was just poppin' in

I ain't gon' stay too long

Love

Self-love is the best love

So I dug into my roots

Got tired of having to quest love

Ain't too concerned about my next love

Finally over my toxic ex-love

And get into this new skipp shit

Cause this shit sounds like the best of

That it does

Ooh, yeah

There was some new club or something called the Bohemian Grove

They was talkin' about it on the flight

But y'all niggas was sleep

Y'all boy, gotta stay woke though

No more making yourself small and feeling worthless

Come with me and let's break these generational curses

You ever question why they name the chicken spot church's

See, I guess they didn't only clone Tyrone

But me, you and yeah, you too

But shit, the collective is here to fix that

This nigga Skipp is the greatest and don't you ever forget that

Don't you ever fucking forget that