Mellow Tone In ft. pawndre

This shit like melatonin, the slow pace has spoken

I often stay devoted towards rowing towards the motion

I spit it, I wrote it, you got money, no motion

Just a couple fake hoes pouring up the potion

Shit post in my eyes as I scroll, brain fried, man the shit is getting old

I'm lazy, on my phone, toting dope, going broke cuz the corporate niggas got us by a rope, fuck them

Talked to bro, he like "Where the love go", I don't know

You can speak your peace though, Peacegod's mini fro finna grow into a globe

Kicking shit up out the Grove to the Valley, book a show

Hook a baddie by the throat? That ain't my main goal

Though it would be nice to let some shit other than my pain flow

Straight to a rainbow, brighter days take ahold