Intro:
Hello? Is this on? Ok
Girlfriends are whirlwinds I know this
We grow then break down in moments
We're done for good now I wrote this
To confirm we part ways like Moses
Who want it good now I'm on one
co*ktail and bong load a strong one
I stressed a good deal this mornin- but nah
Verse 1:
Blue hue hit the back of my neck as I levitate to the moon and I pa** the piece to the left cuz I feel a lick of success so I know when I get to token up with my friends I get a positive high
(Background) Due to positive vibes
No Trippin
Casually sippin
But what you celebratin for- you ain't even grippin
To Get a hold on your future- minutes are tickin
The liquor kick in
I see you slippin
After college we gotta bounce with a mission
Feel like I been the only one with the tickets
To view reality backstage on the VIP list
I spark a business
To spark a bic switch
Hit the herb so deep when I recognize
My dream ain't far cuz I'm in the skies
Watch this grind go from undefined
To slicin every tree branch nation wide
Chorus:
Won't you do the same- I'm talkin- no Trippin- about your lane
Can you See we don't work for pay
We work to state our name
Just do your your thang
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Verse 2:
Started in the bay as a munchkin workin on a beat gotta eat- where's a luncheon- ya
But don't jump to a**umptions-that Zach Klein's gotta nack for production
No time college came and I'm rushin 3 hours north on the 5 where im hustlin
Chico state started Blowout productions- little rap biz bringin broads to the function girls see that young rap star know he's something and they blushin cuz they just wanna touch him
Come through when I'm off and we'll puff this- know that I blow on the pot like a blumpkin
Do what I do and supply that shelf- drop a record and apply my wealth- try and find myself-livin life through the rhymes I belt- while I grow will I blow only time will tell
Chorus:
Won't you do the same- I'm talkin- no Trippin- about your lane
Can you See we don't work for pay
We work to state our name
Just do your your thang
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Bridge:
Who do you think you really are?
Get those locks off your soul- robot control got ya workin at kohls
Why don't you try to touch the stars
Get those locks off your soul
Just cuz your broke with no girl you gon' mope
What do you truly really need?
Just a strip of a goal- mixed with a vision and pinch in some hope
Verse 3:
I was you- young and lookin to make a move- still I'm young and makin it through- I was spinnin the 1's and two's- knew I wanted to make a tune- first electro was my groove- then I started bumpin TDE CD's up in my room
Just a freshman I felt the vibe electric I wanted to be like Kendrick I covered one of his beats
In my dorm closet- I played it back and then paused i felt a little bit nautious I think I'm ill you agreed
Took the motive and started moldin a golden record folder I feel my flow gettin bolder and bolder
Crusin down to LA that summer 2013 where I took some cla**es in Hollywood put me on that pristine
Studio feel on my tape would you educate im meticulous with my sound and I need this sh** to be great
By the end of the summer settled it done I was happy with my recordings and titled it nine months
Chorus:
Won't you do the same- I'm talkin- no Trippin- about your lane
Can you See we don't work for pay
We work to state our name
Just do your your thang
X2