Stagnant Lyrics

Don’t ever let no pussy

Come before your ambitions

Cuz if you do you

Your whole life You gon regret your decisions

Stagnant

Don’t let no nigga

Talk you out your position

Or your dreams’ll die in your sleep

Before you realize the vision

You might have to hit the floor

Before you break through the ceiling

But you’ll never accomplish nothing

If you get comfortable chilling

Stagnant

What people say

Don’t let it weigh on your feelings

Put some effort behind your methods

And don’t ever stop building

Or be stagnant

Watch the people you hang around

Instead of talking, just listen

If they ain’t movin

You ain’t movin

Standing right there with em

Just Dragging Yo fuckin feet

In the presence of friends

Who scared to tell yo ass the truth

Cuz they don’t want you to win

Speak yo life into your future

While they’re still at where they’ve been

Or remain the character in their memory

Thinking they know who you is

Always Ready to burn a blunt

Until they burn down a bridge

While they Clocking your every move

Like you’re competing with them

And as soon as you reach the rim

At the top Of the Cracker Barrel

Just Remember the little people

Be the ones dragging you backwards

Until you’re stagnant

And broken into millions of fragments

Destined to be forgotten

Just Like the rest of the has beens

Who always had the potential

But didn’t follow their passion

If you don’t use it, then you lose it

Left to wonder what happened

Now you Steady marching in place

Cuz you’re too easily distracted

Lots of effort with no direction

Might just progress you to the madness

Or being Stagnant

You ain’t no mutha fuckin rapper

Man lyrics them ain’t shit

Hit this mutha fucking blunt

And let’s go fuck wit a bitch

You already know the club lit

So We can parking lot Pimp

I be out there every weekend

So nigga don’t even trip

If it ain’t poppin, We can dip

And head back to the crib

My baby mama got the kids

So we can post up and chill

And do what the fuck we wanna

Twist open some Coronas

Pull up some instrumentals

And freestyle til the morning

Man that shit never gets boring

Cuz I know you got talent

And when you drop your first album

I’m a be the first one to have it

On my mama

I was there when you had first started rapping

I had been to the pen twice

And you still ain’t made nothing happen

You ought to be talking bout trapping

Just like everybody else

That’s what the hood wanna hear

Nigga fuck being yourself

You ain’t no Drake or Mos Def

I would just spit em some nonsense

Plus u got some dope ass beats

Bro, All u need is that one hit

But you be on that dumb shit

Trying to get your point across

That’s why you still in the same place

Writing raps at yo Patnas house

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