Capp Atlas - Pockets lyrics

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Capp Atlas - Pockets lyrics

[Produced by Noc] [Verse 1: Capp] First off, Noc k**ed the beat I had to take a breather 'fore I wrote to it Comatosin', I'm an open ocean with a flow in motion, you could go through it No, Susan, I ain't trying to ghostwrite for your son, I won't do it My advice is to go stupid because sooner or later, this is old music And they all don't like what they all done heard f** what you thinkin', we already with it Top of the morning, I'm slayin' opinions Y'all talk and you talk and you talk but we did it Fiend for these digits, and I stay driven To check on the family and check on my health Frozen, diagnosed, I got a cold, I guess I know myself Keep your distance, yeah, I piqued your interest It'll be a minute 'fore you understand That this sh** is art and this sh** is ours I'll turn a thousand plays into a hundred grand Then a hundred grand into a plan in motion Hold a life's savings in a couple bands No label needed, if they love the brand Then you can reach a million with a couple hands And would you look at that: I got both Transportation straight aviation White to black, I'm amazing racin' Every day complacent is a day I'm wastin' Started as nothing but I got 'em bumping to something They telling me what to make of it I'm not gonna front on the budget, it wasn't that much It's just love and it ain't just my cousins [Breakdown: Capp] I'm bringing that wave right back to 'em Black matter-of-the-facts don't matter to 'em Matter fact, that's a bad way to tack it to 'em Go ahead and ask: what's a stomp and a clap to 'em? Forget about a rating, so anomaly I'm in the cut and whipping up a thunderstorm inside of me And laughin' all the way cause I don't do this sh** for anybody Other than a critic when they go: [Woah: MDG] Woah [Verse 2: Capp] Gold, motherf**er, that's the medal Explode, I ain't never gonna settle You know when you rolling with the devils Keep a hold of your soul when you rolling with the devils It's that freedom fighter with a million lighters and a fro pick in my pillowcase They admit that they was sleepin' on him but they never tired of my pretty face In bigger news, it's Capp SZN Let 'em say they're day 1 like you met me then But if you'd met me then, you'd know I kept it real We done crossed the borders, I can't let you in Unless you let yourself or you get some help Don't be so sensitive Collective president, Collective precedents being set, I guess the message never sent to y'all irrelevants Or these f**boys that think the game's a game Think I came to play and think I ain't to stay Like my brain waves ain't razor blades That's why you view ya boy with such great disdain, ay Keep it locked, dog Over watch, dog Never front like I ain't made mistakes Cause something had to go and pave the way For the number one of this day and age [Outro: Capp] Tryna step to me and Noc and I told you: It's done from the start Trying to count what's in my pockets and I told you: It's done from the start, ugh Why they trying to count what's in my pockets Knowing it's done from the start? And everyone thinking they got it Don't bother, the summer is ours