23 (5.12.24) ft. W4TERS & Knwday Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, I've been too disgusted, I've been way too focused

I needed my back up, I'm doing important shit

Right now homie knew this the best thing for us

Push back starters, movin like it's boring

Nothing seems to bore us, hell she knew I'm for it

Plus she knew that from the start I wouldn't risk it for her

Wrist too fragile, money wasn't opted

Knew that they were bouncing, hanging when it mattered

Hope my wrist stay fragile my pride never mattered

Running out of push like a storm, who would've asked us

Eggs out of baskets, knew they'd never ask me

Keep me in the backseat, only till it mattered

Pass it to the homies jamming like it's traffic

Whip stay blasting

Days I didn't have it, comfy with my accent

Touching on the fact that every time I'm rapping

Spitting ectoplasm, killing every track, it's graveyard madness

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Wasn't, I don't love her, I just need to pass em

Sorry I don't call her, every time she lash out

I know that she loves me, hoping that she moves on

She said that she trusts me, I can't seem to trust back

Every time they're rapping, openly like cabinets

Know that when their lies peel, bro, I knew there's cap in it

And what's worse is they're gassing em, pedal to the metal

Like they're driving with no gas in it

Put me in the track, I'll seal his ass up like I'm gaskets

Mediocre management, shit will have him praying

Like he Pope living in Vatican, frankly I mean Francis

Living with my hands in, Luke don't keep no hands out

Handing out my bulletin, look how I done came out

And that's without no papers, they done tried to make us

Buy some trash to fake us

Buy some trash to

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