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As soon as I got my sails up, my relationship sailed out Buzz me back when I got fresh now, I can't trust Honey Smile I ain't looked in the mirror in a while It ain't no going back to dope rock lights four walls That's black, you junkies high yet? Even though I walk through the vanity of stress I wrote bars to frame evils, for thou art grand scheme And still I see a blueprint for me Yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, yeah) Staying patient in the grand scheme of things, yeah Ay, yeah We ain't never had shit, but fucking dreams Staying patient in the grand scheme of things Our ancestors walked, now we roll up involved in some cold stuff Match your gram with a ounce, and I'm doing my own stunts It's mandatory, a lot of bitches used to hand it to me I switched it up and found a chick that had a plan before me I know these niggas plotting, planning to destroy me And alter my name, capture my game, you can't destroy me Pen sharper than switchblades, duke fifth grade I'm all madden with this light of mine, reduce your pay And keep walking, if you know what's good for you, I do adore you You said you looking the dope and these niggas can't do it for you, shit You got the right man, it's part of the plan Shift the surface to the left field, it's all in my hands I pray to God that you niggas don't trip, I'm off the shits And a blunt full of ethanol, the problem kid Yeah We ain't never had shit, fucking dreams Staying patient in the grand scheme of things He seen squeamish things now we live lavish Bitch busty like Trish Stratus, chick magnet Hardly 'cause the status Hold my nuts, got a dutch full of cabbage Bash the crab acting niggas glad bag 'em with the clutch factor My niggas different breed bust the snub backwards Heard they slugged the priest and passed the blunts in laughter Until the rapture We ain't never had shit, but fucking dreams Staying patient in the grand scheme of things We ain't never had shit, yeah
Writer(s): Frank L Walton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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