POT ROAST ft. Love Ulysses & MLTZR Lyrics

Mostly just glad the sun came up

Son came up

Mad auras I've grown away from

Run if they jump

But only if I'm called to

I'm a drum playa

Keeping time just so the bass has somewhere to lay up

Air to raise dust

Emerging thru like deus ex machina

If you don't wanna play us then box me bruh

My prerogative is groggily holding my cock and nuts with the left

And the right is where the writer keeps his probablies tucked

Colleage blood

Might just watch it change colors

In some ways the same brother

From my graduation summer

Still unsure

But a burning path remains uncovered

Writing rhymes that put

Food on the table and gave us butter

So savory

Never had major label dreams

Made music to be free

So why would I chase slavery

Counter-productive

Powers doubling adjacently

Flowery supplements down in my lungs

Made me think

It might just maybe be

Not so bad

I was rhyming to some Jason Griff with pot roast bagged

Affirmations from God is like "I know Dad"

But still let him speak

I got someone that not most have

Pop mo tags

Throw a rapper up in that compactor

Turn 'em into a fleshy ottoman

I kicks my feet on after

Eons past earth

Living truths Ms. Cleo captured

Landing primo

Style's free not adverse

Mind don't need a password

Unless you tryna get inside

I'm living proof of what you should do when you get a job

Getting busy

Shoulders bulked up bc I lift a lot

Mining gold bars

With an old cart whose wheels is locked

Stills get shot

2 page Thrasher spread

Found behind an old lawnmower in that nasty shed

Victories never grabbing legs

But never too dwelled on cuz

Hell nah gotta catch my breath

Frail palms get smacked to death

We celebrate like black uncles playing dominos

Way past your bed

Time

Signed dotted line THEN rap for checks?

Fuck that

Worth a hunnid racks when I grab the pen