THE GOOD GLOBE Lyrics

I got the gift of the gab, like a black politician

Every person I meet, struggle with contradiction My role models fell off, struggle with drug addiction

They ain't have them a window, just a pot, they can piss in

half these rappers shit real, the other have science fiction

That shit be missing the feeling, couldn't pay me to listen

in grandma crib, I'm in the kitchen, making plates with the fixin

Collard greens and chicken, a to go plate cause I'm dipping

Then I gotta get ghost, I gotta get low, I got a good pace, can't move too slow

Started at the bottom of the goddamn slope, this shit here turn a friend to a foe

X em out the circle like tic-tac-toe, got my unc riding shotty yellin get that dough

In the middle of the summer with a big black coat, man, I feel like the villain, like who wants some smoke

This is the city of ricochet, say you busy at night, nigga, pick a day

I don't rap about money, I demonstrate, I'ma sell it for twenty-five, a pop on your block

stir up trouble like lemonade, I've been preaching the sermon, I'm Reverend Ray

This the bad little bitch that I penetrate, got her hand in the pot like she Rachel Ray, that's a dinner date

niggas want beef, I'ma serve em the veal,got shit on lock like a curtain of steel

Hit man in the hills, he been itching to kill, this the type shit you can't post on the reels

Plug drunk, stirring the wheel, what's in the trunk? That's an Ally McBeal

What's in the seats? That's an April O'Neal, I feel like I'm Madden these plays on the field

Hold on, I feel like Aladdin, I'm fly as a bitch on the carpet, my cockpit got fly lil chick

She be taking a selfie, snapping a pic,she don't open no doors, I be slapping her wrists

How do y'all think y'all can slack and exist? Niggas just tryna ball, niggas hacking and shit

All of this juice, nigga, all of this drip, knowing niggas gon' napkin this shit

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