Farmer's Almanac Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Cash money women and fame, I'm wanting all that
Forecast calling for rain, Farmer's Almanac
Tired of my town might check out how Paris feel
You sit around like a Ferris Wheel, for real
Unrevealed I'm the best kept secret
Had my heart ripped out now my chest left leaking
Never give into my fears, project less weakness
Never get stressed thinkin' 'bout who's death threat speaking just
Put my money where my mouth is
Even though I'm gutted like a house flip never do I downshift
It's full throttle to the top
That's the model til I stop 30 hollows in the Glock, wait
Nah, that's the Century Arms
Either way shit spray leave your destiny harmed
Now I'm locked up forever but my enemy's gone
Instead of blame me, blame what he said to me wrong
Think your image is fake, message is off
Wack lyrics lack merit no intensity, soft
Flimsy and frail whimsical tale built to fail
Kill yourself trying to kill the whale
Well, hope it's worth it only you can decide
Write from my heart to help folks view through my eyes
Trying to find a lost culture, find it's not kosher
Most don't even listen to songs they gloss over
Defile the pure, fools desecrate graves
Trying to turn a king into a slave, depraved
Sage shed tears just to dye 'em with ink
Spend years of his life trying to write what he think
Line up on target try n shoot but it moves
A lie cross the globe before the truth get it's shoes
Doubt the rise cuz the mountains size
Little did you chumps know I did it countless times, uh
Main goal be myself and be true
Rather be a broke me than the wealthiest you
Meditate on my ambition manifest my desire
Another brick in the wall another stick in the fire
Run the race with a stomach ache, still take first
Learn to power through shit you can heal what hurts
Dimwits love to nitpick, mismatch this and that
Then you realize they said nothing when you listen back
Learn to clap as we move up in our decline
Saying's true, guess a good man's hard to find
Seen the lord with Swedenborg, I've seen death
Seen a angel turn to a beast and eat flesh
More is less more or less depends who you ask
If you saw a bum beggin' would you lend him some cash
What's the future hold? Who knows what'll be done
Free shots for the bar you die suddenly from
Look at where we at, how could you defend it
When your fuckin suicide's doctor recommended
Friendships fade now it's hard to find solace
Got the wrong ideas about all the right topics
Still I write hot shit, skill and talent fascinate
All you do's dillydally and procrastinate
Took your last breath, that's how you define death
While I prefer to view it as a neutralized threat