IGNORVNCE - Lettuce lyrics

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IGNORVNCE - Lettuce lyrics

[Chorus: Asoh Black] Run it up, we don't give a f** We just young, our excuses truly useless in the Fall But this winter bruh, we gonna live it up She gon tell you that changed Word to Jesus pieces of heaven Never let in the young and the wreckless So if I never meet my maker guaranteed motherf**er im gone be Making this lettuce This lettuce [Verse 1: Asoh Black] Look, give that boy a tour We don't need it all Couple start ups and a dream With my team Hopefully these schemes, come into fruition Washes dishes for the moment on the way to own the kitchen So important is the patience When you're trynna cure the vision Truest, sh** isn't it? I flip it for the n***as that's listening for the lyricism Get caught with the flow Now they biting like they sharks Cause up on my sleeve is where I wear my heart She said boy don't let me start All these songs about me It got me doubting Like you ain't move on Like these girls don't hit your line when you drop new songs What's your new joint That sh** groove me out Make me wanna booty pop And do them sh**s I'm talking bout Only in your dreams Cause your clouds of schemes And yo self esteem Got me waiting too long f** you think I'm gon be your fiend? Boy you tripping, ain't fall just ain't my thing I'm just saying So you better burst that bubble Don't you get in trouble I'll be watching from the sideline, living life up good with me and mine Pace yourself faster than the tortoise ever tested Stay focus on your goals while you go Go, go make that lettuce Run it up, we run it up [Chorus: Asoh Black] Run it up, we don't give a f** We just young, our excuses truly useless in the Fall But this winter bruh, we gonna live it up She gon tell you that changed Word to Jesus pieces of heaven Never let in the young and the wreckless So if I never meet my maker guaranteed motherf**er im gone be Making this lettuce This lettuce [Verse 2: Cameron Flowers] Irie boy ingesting imbecile emcees like they lettuce I'm on that ital diet, getting all the green they ain't let us A certified OG Got the juice, green machine Naked truth is I'm the smoothiest emcee you ain't seen So n***a let us breathe You ain't ever met us Asoh black and Cam so conscious Those some dangerous flavors I'm still dodging my haters Like I been hating the Dodgers Since they moved in '57 When these BK streets started Jackie robbin sons making lettuce I'm showing muscle Building hustles Out the struggles they sent Now I'm blowing steam, cuz i'm growing cream So let a n***a go vent Yo, they tried to indebt us But we making G's like vendettas I bet our propellers be making y'all jealous Cuase me and the family setup with blessings Making our lettuce [Chorus: Asoh Black & (Cameron Flowers)] Run it up, we don't give a f** We just young, our excuses truly useless in the Fall But this winter bruh, we gonna live it up She gon tell you that changed Word to Jesus pieces of heaven Never let in the young and the wreckless So if I never meet my maker guaranteed motherf**er im gone be Making this lettuce (We gon be aight, we gon be aight) This lettuce (We gon be aight, we gon be aight)