
take stock. ft. Brandon Love Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Pray it ain't potential
The smoke I deal, apothecary
Stray, I carry missiles
Or Sozin's Comet, seeking flame
By sight of my credentials
I drop a flow to peep the wave
They rolling in the deep to higher waters
It's a leap of faith
My policy to let it go
Focus on what I control
Y'all be playing stepping stone
Fall to grace
Trekking on what God control
I keep pace with every face I profit on
Garden full of snakes, I'm Jin Kazama in a Tekken pose
Cause I would turn to violence 'fore I vomit standing next to bro
My allergy to fake shit
Challenge me to lane-switch
Before I shift a face, I try to fly above the basements
The apathy in place of my intolerance to base shit
Lotta niggas' lion turn cowardice when eaves drop
I stick to the wall and play the flea
Not involved, I keep it G
Niggas falling off the block, can't even chop it up or re-rock
I been taking stock, so all I got is all I need
The talk of how you pull so many bars up out a seed
The power of your hand can pull a branch, but not a tree
What it mean
You can get a taste of greatness trailing me
But only I produce it, all I got is all I need
All I got is all I need
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take notes, we on the way, bro
With the least amount of peso
With the most ambitions
We don't count commissions, ain't no payroll
We live in this
This music is our house, there ain't no renting this
You visiting the HOA states that there's no soliciting
So what you doing
C'mon, keep it moving, we ain't interested
In trying to prove it
That we really do this, it's exhibited
Inside our movements
See, y'all boys influenced, we need dividends
On everything you looting, come on, give it in
We next up, it ain't no mess up
We fit the description, like we play dress up
But I'm digressive
Cuz I hate to be the one who be pressing the issue
We sit in the back while you in front, I hear the people whisper
Talking about they done, they had enough
They need a new official
If Hip-Hop is dead, we the resurrection
We need the new perspective
Like the class failed and we came here to make corrections
Y'all failing to push the message
Just scared to make confessions
It's fake now
We head to the top, now
Weathering the storm, passing robbers that flopped, down
You had so many options, chose the first one that dropped down
And that's not what they meant when they said being on the top, wow
Y'all slow, how
We here to change the game, this is the workout
It take time to make the gains, don't take no stocks out