Lyrics

Yo, we getting down with the vibes man In the present or the past we on the rise man They despise me You cannot hang like a clothes rack I'm a 10 like tithings already know that The the flow that Ya boy has gone and shown that No matter what situation is I see no blow back But as we go back yeah we find things The EXP has eClipsed all of the grinding But now we like an edible egg We ain't conventional gents we just incredible yes On these tracks yo I'm making a mess Drop a scat like my name was Kadesh That's a roast that I can only accept Down for bros and homies to jest We in this game together trusting the process, and always honing respect They're watching, worried bout how long we're taking Wishing we'd cut corners for elevation like a Boeing exec That's advice I chose to deflect Just being honest I had to look at my fears and find a path beyond 'em Been on this journey since college days Since brothers tried to say I would be better off being Black and Greek like Giannis Built my own path, I'm on track It has its twists and turns but I stay on it This game can bring diversity of people you can bond with Know some folks climbing the corporate ladder, and know fiends pushing keys like Harry Connick Either way I'm trying to Barry Bonds it Homer too much By that I mean I wanna make hits and shoot up The charts that is, touch hearts ya dig, but battles in this game can be hard to win Good thing I know a few cheat codes Not button patterns, I'm speaking of people we know In this fight against evil Vibes refreshing like a sip of Pellegrino I'm the illest on the track when it come to the games Whether top or number one it's all one in the same Watching heads turn spinning bird kick And if you didn't know you gonna learn quick No matter what we press on like a panini Slicing any blockers in half like a bikini It's easy, we out getting bread but never sleazy No cover girls on the track but we stayin' breezy My hairline is receding My swag I'm never ceding The music in my soul is the thing I'm always feeding Ya boy always level up stocking power They call me Eli I'm the best by every hour mane
Writer(s): Ryan Davis, Emmanuel Aouad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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