PNW ft. D-Russ Lyrics

I'm not a great communicator but I communicate great things

Surround myself with intelligent queens and great kings

They told me think first

If they willing to give a million imagine how much you must be really worth

I'm from Philly first, then drove a Lexus down to Texas

Then a BMW up to the PNW

Thinking how 2020 was a mother, lost my father, couldn't handle it

Had to escalate to upper management

And pray about it

Them rainy days ain't gonna last

Every sinner got a future, every saint got a past

Tryna carve a new path while remaining on my humble jawn

Can't have my kids walking on the same rocks I stumbled on

I quit so many jobs that it's disgusting

Just cause I believed that I'd make something outta nothing

Just wanna make a record, get respected for a crazy flow

And have y'all give me credit no debt to income ratio

Just tryna add some balance in my writing

Caught between God and gangsta rap like Michael Eric Dyson

Might have to change my name - Jennifer Bynum

If you flashy you creating resentment? or you inspiring

Lyrically I'm a tyrant, violent with this pen I grip

Your chin can't slip this southpaw switch, I'll hit you with the grippa clips

You're a sinking ship, a Titanic, you're panicking

I'm handling beats and mandolins, Christopher Wallace channeling (baby-baby)

Challengers Dodge me oddly enough I can't be missed

I'm equipped with the iron fists, no ironing out our differences

I insist, picture us punching a time clock for a 9 to 5

The devil is a lie, I'm right by Side Effect's side

We coincide down in these beats, vocals reside down in the creases

D-Russ keep ripping up features putting these starters in the bleachers

I'm creature, I know you thought you had it made

Nas said, Hip Hop was dead that bitch rolled over in her grave

The evidence of things unseen I know you never saw this coming

I was summoned, cause I'm money

I'm that feeling, in your tummy

No self-respect or dignity, your manhood in question

No pressure, this is easy like a Sunday morning Bible lesson

I see you sweatin' bet that heart rate is increasing

Your situations bleak as your testosterone releases

This is for my five girls and my wife

If you ever disrespect I said I lay you rest I'm nice