OneTakeMob
Wa**up with the wa**up y'all
Hey, It's been a brick
Listen
They askin, what's goin on with the tape? You should release one now
Need 100% satisfaction in my sound
Problems of a perfectionist, always at least one doubt
Own my mistakes cause a lease runs out
Then it's gone wit all the lessons you would teach ones self
If I wasn't feared before, you should at least run now
Better break, hit the skates
Enemies pipe down
No friends, too many squares hard keep one round
Beat kickin like aroma from bout 3 floors down
Ya smell it? Plenty hells only one heaven
Can't tell it
I'm out here swerving serpents lurking tryna be my brethren
In my way they stepping in
Shoutout to my 9 to 5s who get off at 7:10
The sh**'ll never end
Stay in school quit church cause I can't trust the reverend
A title's just a word and he's just another man
And that man ain't perfect he'll let the devil in one time
But I feel that's all it takes sometimes
Ya mind gets dark and it gets hard to find a faint sunshine
Plus once that n***a gets involved
Create a dresser for his drawls then it's ball game
The things you'd do to turn ya Levi's into Balmain
Aww man
Bammas overvalue the wrong things
Slim if you feel like I'm insane make a song change
But if you feel just what I'm sayin let us all pray
I be like, dear lord guide me to path of righteousness
This is my shot at this rap sh** and I might just miss
But I'll be damned if I don't shoot until my palms go raw or my arms fall off
Boy that, ball, gon fall
If I gotta headbu*t it
Man that crowd gon roar
And Virginia they'll love it
Underground so far
But still tryna stay above it
See my town so sure, but some wish that I would plummet
What you, say in private gotta say in public stay a hundred
Gimme a genie in a bottle I won't dare rub it
Never depending on another I'll take care of it
Until the fat lady sings and I can hear her humming
Won't succumb if, ya give her the pipe until she fears plumbing
Lost in the D somewhere near Drummond
Haha
I'm just slumming
Pure fun it's time to veer from it
Round dumpin and I'm still gunnin
Let me get back to that real sh**
This gift rap and they will rip
I got crap that I deal wit
I cut tracks and they heal quick
Sheesh
And that's word to my grandmomma deceased let me speak rest in peace
Ya, name was Winona never got the chance to meet ya
Hope ya take notice that ya grandson's lethal
These words gon reach ya
Maybe you the voice of the angels like I'm the voice of the people
A prequel I've never known
Nothing's set in stone
But I feel I get it from somewhere guess I'll just let it go
We want change, but our methods be a little slow
Lootin and shootin where we live, cotton arrows from a metal bow
Way to go
Did they know
You did no damage to the bigger picture Mona Lisa still ain't broke
In fact she's probably chillin grinning b**h you still a hoe
Temper short I'm in k**er mode
Allow me to ease my mind
Da Vinci forgive my metaphor can't live life lying
It's not a game boy these real life lines
Materialistic flow might help ya steal my shine
But who better at makin real life rhyme?
So I still might sign
Hey, let the choir sang
(Preach)
Man let the choir sang
(Preach)
Man let the choir sang
(Preach)
Ain't got no choir mane
I'm good, yeah