Arabica Beans ft. Cymatix Ritmos, Bew & NickyBoy Lyrics

Trust the process

It's really a simple concept

Don't take this outta context

It hurts me when I'm conscious

My bones ache but for the hoes sake

I pull up like I'm Gods gift

I got this

It's just the process

Human transformation turned the boy into a man

A man into a God

A God to a Facade

When you start to figure out that you only just a man

Ego driven weak decision made me wanna throw my hands

Broke nigga habits make me wanna throw these bands

Long as my hands is holding grands

No romancing holding hands

Stash my work up in her crib

All my hoes is holding grams

Like a hug from your mother's mother

Stacks baby yous a cold motherfucker

Way colder than them other suckers

Almost touching thirty and still look up to my brother

Pulled a bitch I always wanted but don't think that I can cuff her

She hopping that I bust the rubber

I'm hoping that the nut don't touch my covers

Trust your stride

Good to remember there's no going back

Myself and I we gotta make a pact, to live the rest of our lives

In due time, answers we'll find

I bet we're gonna laugh about the past

As we grow, we grow, we grow, we grow, we grow

Trust the process

I told y'all that I'm God son

I'm probably Nas Son

But my mom keep saying nah son

I told you youu big Robs son

It's all good this is all fun

Weed that we be smoking it's all Fudd

I saw cuz threw a jab and told em put his guard up

It's all fun

Your friends they can all come

Got some liquor with us too I think Desmond had brought some

With weapons he brought guns

Real spitting it's all facts

You need it then call Stacks

I'm busy I'll call back

I'm busy just fall back

I'm kicking these hard raps

That's hotter than cars jacked

Ripping apart tracks

I'm healing my heart patched

Look me in my eyes you getting your heart snatched

I'm getting my soul straight

Making these hoes wait

Kill it a cold case

Really since 08

Been Ill as the old Jay

Really backstabbers y'all really some O'Jays

Trust your stride

Good to remember there's no going back

Myself and I we gotta make a pact, to live the rest of our lives

In due time, answers we'll find

I bet we're gonna laugh about the past

As we grow, we grow, we grow, we grow, we grow