Un-Ez - Draft Day lyrics

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Un-Ez - Draft Day lyrics

Verse 1 Fell in love with Lauryn hill I was raised in the garden state This track made me just reminisce So shoutout to that n***a Drake Confidential is coming soon Pretty soon I'll give you a date Thank my fans for being patient I promise not a mistake I been working hard on the album And I'm Feeling more than great I got tired of hearing Lou in the morn yelling motivate f** raising the bar I'm trynna make the game levitate k** everything moving Motherf**ers Pull out the yellow tape The flow's a crime scene f** around and catch me a case Apartment is small I need a big estate A few puzzles pieces left b4 we start to renovate And treat some money like a birthday party and blow on some Cake Neanderthal rappers afraid of change Put yourself back inside of a cave Monkey see monkey do n***as back inside of your cage My status is Godzilla Beware or be afraid Verse 2 So much devotion and matching my lyrics the pa**ion the musical interactions emotion my spirit commitment that goes Into rapping Do I become a slave to All my satisfaction With a Wifey at home while Im f**ing my latest attraction stepping Over her feelings Keeping it moving like a verb all my words are becoming Actions it's hard to observe My soul is dying meeting its fatal subtraction Do I fall a victim to addiction to all of these vixens So lord be my witness Be my guidance I hope the money don't lead to violence The route of evil Instead of providing attempts to divide us After we Walked through the valley of d**h together Attempting to make something outta nothing a tad bit better Out of ourselves my n***a We were raised to ambitious should we be blaming jigga Do someone become a judas Because of paper Do we need an affidavit To do a n***a a favor Cause wherever there's prosperity The devils wants to neighbor One day will get their ears one day will get their hearts Let's keep it together like we do it with the art Can't let the business side of things break us all apart sh** Break us all apart on our draft days Verse 3 Jay Mickens guitar solo