Conscious Trill

Lyrics
Turn the beat up just a lil bit Oh.. That's right thats right (conscious trill that conscious trill That conscious trill, whoa whoa whoa whoa) (Verse) Bumpin fly minds in this lane we cruisin You choose to snooze on these two you losin' The players droolin' over choosy suzies (uh, yeah) When the loose ones grip ya boy you betas losin' (right) That way of thinkin' leave these niggas clueless Maybe they should look into the kama sutra (kama sutra) Stuck in thirst traps that's the act of losin' (act of losin') Gettin tied to a thot/thought watch how karma suits ya (karma suit ya) I push buttons as I push this movement (what) This shit ain't plush yet but I still pursue it (right) Conscious Trill this that genre music Innovatin' statement bring my honor to it (bring my honor to it) One of one dodgin being twos and fews (twos and fews) When they thought I was green I gave them boys the blues (boys the blues) Chasin' green Im spittin hopes and blues And yea the wave done grew you tryna surf with who (what) The more I get detached the more these fuck boys feel me (uh, yeah) More serious I am the more these hoes get silly (yeah) The playa way I keep it alpha alpha Do it with without one it's that simple really It ain't on me cause it's really in me They see you swaggin but they really feel me You poppin' tags for them they poppin' tops for me And ask me "daddy won't you get up in me?" (right) Till I leak seeds that coulda breeded mansa musa Next cleopatra black confucius (king shit) Fuck it suck it I'll be blue moon lustin' Till a queen abruptly have a real one choose her (real one choose her) Real ones in it make yo image blemish Fry yo whole facade like you in that skillet You a gimmick wit it boy we serious wit it This for sandra bland trayvon mike and emmitt (game) Till I'm gone (yeah) But lets gone continue this song right here (right now And this is art for me so there ain't no right Or no wrong and fuck fear (I cut that out) Like Cole say and the stort gettin' told in a bold way (in a bold way) Frank'O Shack this my own wave (this my own wave) Watch a lane get carved on this roadway (hook) This that conscious trill that conscious trill that conscious trill Im talkin' bout that that conscious trill shit Introspective rebel music fuck the rules I do it how I wanna do it I know better I move clever im aware But I feel some OG influence I been movin im so lowkey My demeanor like I'm servin drug abusers Conscious Trill that conscious trill that conscious Im talkin bout that conscious trill Introspective rebel music fuck the rules I move on how I really feel I know better I move clever Learned from freedom fighters And who's bred to kill I been movin im so low key My demeanor like I'm servin packe foreal (bridge) Ten toes on my soul keep the frauds on they heels Bounced from my foes they fasho ain't trill Had to introspect mo' to just to flow with the real Got me in my bag im fasho gone kill Ten toes on my soul keep the frauds on they heels Bounced from my foes they fasho ain't trill Had to introspect mo' to just to flow with the real Got me in my bag im fasho gone kill Ten toes on my soul keep the frauds on they heels Bounced from my foes they fasho ain't trill Had to introspect mo' to just to flow with the real Got me in my bag im fasho gone kill Ten toes on my soul frauds on they heels Bounced from my foes fasho ain't trill Introspect mo' just to flow with real Got me in my bag fasho gone kill
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- Frank’O Shack