
CAPITAL Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Drivin through east Nashville with a sentimental mind.
Rememberin a time when this shit wasn't even gentrified
Clockin in to work I had made my whole career crimes
Broke into my first house when a niggas only 9
It's cash in cash out the former missed an interval
Momma can't provide so we slide what we finna do?
Stomachs grumblin winters comin hit the wall and catch a veiw
The only way to keep the heat is keep it pushin on the move
Aiming at your chest if it's coming down to me or you
Look into my eyes I'm a child that shit pitiful
I look back I'm thinkin this shit feelin like it's Deja vu
I'm live every night come and see me like the evenin news
Doin what you gotta do but why you gotta do it to em?
I'm here to break a rock down ,the streets is lookin like Medusa
Look into her eyes,come out stone cold but rock solid
A drug dealin geodude look at all the rocks on em
A lint trap tryin not to get the fuzz on me
You ain't been there you don't know what it does homie
Rollin with a crew doin dirt getting dust on me
Learnin that the paper can't buy you out of feelin lonely
Something like Aladdin stealin bread fromdifferent pads hit the cave run the jewels make deposits in the stash.
Don't get it twisted I'm a victim of my past.
Every memory as I'm writtin getting worser than the last
All the enemies I have ended that I should've seen in class.
At the time all I saw was a nigga padding out his stats
It's crazy shit that little niggas do for cash
When the system sets a tender nigga up with they own matches
Jay z said it best AINT no love in this city trick
It's hard knocks and dope spots and where yo grandmama live?
I'm climbing to the top they hate to see a niggas vertical
Right below the surface of the city a submersible
Tuck ya wallet and ya chain tuck ya fuckin purses too
Tuck ya siblins in cause the youth is what they take from you
Play the hand your dealt I'm just tryna keep it practical
Keep it on your belt case you tryna get it tactical
The problems locked in and the answers mathematical
Niggas doing work 12 give 'em a sabbatical
Invested in my 2 cents? We need to get it radical
Straight from the dystopia I'll catch you in the capital
Yeah a nigga rappin what the fuck else I'm sposed to do?
Only a couple paths that they lay in out in front of you
My jump shot was trash and I got kicked the fuck up out of school
A younger me with options? I wonder what the fuck I'd do.
No time for wishful thinking when you're on survival mode
Can't stop the sickness it's systemic and the virus grows
They build a bigger box for brothers tryna to break the mold
Put you in smaller one for niggas fuckin up the code
That's how it goes keep yo money in the mattress
And keep it quiet lest some niggas pop up at your address
Pocket watchin niggas take they cut like paying taxes
Frayin on the edges guess I'm cut from different fabric
Feel the pain inside my voice music comes with haptics
Livin on the ledges one slip could end up tragic
I've lived the type of shit you play in GTA, imagine
a line between me and you I'm figuring out the fraction
G codes encrypted til you get the proper access
I'm pressin on yo collar like a motherfucking backrest
A black head this ill? A boil an abscess
A concrete jungle and I'm thriving in the wilderness
So stop in and get your fix like a coffee shop
bubblin just to make it you can call me Mr. Coffee pot
Flow is sweet I'm going nuts eat it up like baklava
So tap in run it back and check what I got knowledge on
Tuck ya wallet and ya chain tuck ya fuckin purses too
Tuck ya siblins in cause the youth is what they take from you
Play the hand your dealt I'm just tryna keep it practical
Keep it on your belt case you tryna get it tactical
The problems locked in and the answers mathematical
Niggas doing work 12 give 'em a sabbatical
Invested in my 2 cents? We need to get it radical
Straight from the dystopia I'll catch you in the capital